The Skies Are Lighted With Lamps #3 (A part of my novel)

Weddings are golden moments.  They bring joy, an uneasy anticipation by all involved.  On the other hand, funerals are the total opposite.  Screeching groans; moans from a beaten weary crowd.  Seeking answers and bellowing the lost of a friend.   Tonight it was a cross between the two; a wedding and a funeral.  It was the return of Shelly’s husband Deo Narine, to not only his family but to the village. ……….

 

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