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By Kari McLeesePublished about a year ago 1 min read
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Len starred up at the sky, watching a huge flock of geese flapping their way south. They had a long journey ahead of them. Their honks and shouts were so loud they nearly drowned out her mother.

“Eleanor, come on. It’s time.”

Len turned slowly. “You know I hate being called that.”

Her mother stretched out her hand. “Now is not the time.”

Ignoring the hand, Len ran past her, dodging headstones as she went. She stopped at the edge of the open grave.

“Who knows how much time there is.”

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Kari McLeese

teacher, wife, mom, bibliophile

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