You can’t hide forever, I tried to motivate myself as the funeral home loomed across the parking lot. I watched as old, familiar faces, draped in black, greeted each other and filtered inside, everyone here to pay their last respects to my father.
Long painted as the wayward daughter, I took a deep breath, swung the car door open, and dragged myself across the parking lot. The usher opened the large wooden door with a slight nod, and the murmur of guests spilled out as I took tentative steps down the red-carpeted hallway leading to the viewing room.
“Well, well.” My brother Shawn’s piercing green eyes burned through me, as they always did. I nodded but kept walking.