Her Pug at the Wake Tidies Our Souls

“Have I seen you yet? Yes? Good.
Have some wine.”

“You’re June. Her best friend.
So was I. Yes. Yes. Difficult for
all of us. Difficult. Canapé?
Don’t be shy!”

“Wilbur! She loved you best.
After me. Yes, I came first. It is
what it is. Eat!”

“Alma! You’re needed in the
kitchen. You’re Jell-O mold is
being served. Love your pudding
cake! Delish!”

“Clarence! Yes, we need music.
Don’t pick me up! Oh! So many
faces I know! Thank you. Crudités?”