Short Stories
The last of the fairy tales
Story and photo by Rachael Hanel
The night of Lisa and
Wendy Schonen’s
wake, Dad drives our
powder blue boat of a
Cadillac into Waseca,
Mom in the passenger seat
and me in the back. It’s early
evening, supper time. Street
lights flicker on as the wan
March sun goes to bed in the
western sky. Dad trolls for
a few minutes looking for a
parking space; cars hug curbs
continuously on the streets
surrounding Kinder Home
for Funerals. We find a spot
a few blocks away and walk
to the funeral home; dirty
city snow crunches under
our boots. At the front
door, we tromp on the
floor mat and wipe our
feet. Dad goes through
the heavy wooden door
first, holding it open
for me and Mom and a
few people straggling in
behind us.
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