As the minister stepped forward to begin the service, Ava tried to focus on the words being spoken about her father. The man described in the eulogy seemed almost a stranger to her – a pillar of the community, a visionary businessman, a loving husband and father. She found herself wondering if they were truly talking about the same Charles Taylor she had known.
The minister droned on about Charles's accomplishments and legacy, painting a picture of a man who had lived a life of purpose and meaning. Ava felt a familiar mix of emotions rising within her – pride in her father's achievements, tinged with a deep-seated resentment for the price those achievements had exacted on their family.
As her mind wandered, Ava felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned to see Brenda leaning in close, her eyes gleaming with barely contained curiosity.
