December 19, 2005 - 9:18 p.m.
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I don't think I've grasped, yet, that Blanche is, in fact, dead. I've had no closure - I kept waiting for the funeral that I wasn't able to attend, because of the weather. Now, my dad is going through all of her things, paying bills, sorting papers, and such. Even with all of that all over the house, I know I don't get it. I keep having the feeling, the lingering question of "So, when's Blanche coming over again?"
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