Every Family Reunion In the South



“Do you remember Cousin Fifi?”

“No ma’am.”

“Yes, you know her, the one with the green eyes?”

“No ma’am, I don’t think I do.”

“You know, Cousin Fifi. She used to be married to Junior. They drove that green Cadillac?”

“Hmmm…no, I still can’t place her.”

“Remember – she used to keep you when you were little.”

“Ohhhhhhhh Cousin Fifi. Yes, I used to love her when I was a kid. I miss her. Is she coming later?”

“No, she died. The funeral is next Saturday.  Do you want to ride with us?”

Long pause.

“Let me get back to you.”


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