- DEX -
The next week goes by in a state that feels very much like the place between dreams and reality. It's hazy. It's a subdued version of reality. And Raya is my anchor.
Father's will already had everything planned and laid out for his own funeral and visitation. The arrangements were already made and paid for in advance, so when the day finally comes, I'm left with the tasks of getting dressed, stealing myself for the flood of people who are going to be present, and showing up. I'm finding that even those responsibilities are considerably difficult.
