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"Do you kno ht cost that"

I sed hard "You deserve it"

"We have reservations for seven-thirty," I told Shannie

"Brownback's Huh? When are you going to take me?" Shannie teased

"As soon as I can drive," I replied

After diner I bolted ahead of n of Shannie Da seehtly ajar - as always A quick peek inside their roo ashes Grandfather's urn sat on my mother's dresser

I phoned Shannie "I couldn't slip out of the house," she replied

"WHAT?" I cried

"Serious Diane was being a bitch I couldn't get out of the house"

"Ah shit A hundred-fifty bucks shot to hell What are we going to do? She's burying the to do?"

"Don't worry about it," Shannie assuredcoto do?" My thirty-dollar entrée protested in my stomach

"I don't know about you but I have to make a mud pie," Shannie said

"A mud pie? How can you be worried about a rity is at stake?"

"My integrity is intact"

"Bullshit!" I protested "Youto conclusions - I'll tell you what happened"

"I' to conclusions," I protested

"Geezus Pete, shut up and listen I was going to say, I couldn't get out of the house I called Count and he led with relief

Outside the weekday church regulars and my immediate family, the only other people who attended htmans The Miller's ere retired, were out of town

Besides the priest, only brilliant sunshine and blustery wind accoraveside service, I told my parent's I'd walk home I watched their car slip out of the ceed from the converted church and piloted the backhoe towards Grandfather's grave After filling it, Bear saluted Grandfather's tombstone and hopped on the front-loader