Today's "First Lines" and "56" are from:
Death unfolds like a budding flower,
Unfurling in majestic power
Until then, my love...until then.
Black roses last week, now spidery words scrawled on a scrap of paper with "Meade Funeral Home" printed across the top. Someone was stalking her, and they wanted her to know it.
One more year and he wouldn't have to ask anybody for anything. The money would be his to spend any way he wanted. All five million.
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