My Sister Called to Say Mom Had Died—While Mom Was Standing Right Beside Me

the repast at the house. The funeral is Friday at Ebenezer Baptist. But honestly, you don’t need to come.”

Mama’s fingers clenched around her towel. Her eyes went wide.

“Why shouldn’t I come?” I asked. “She’s my mother too.”

“Because she didn’t want you there,” Dominique said, voice turning sharp. “In her final moments, she was lucid. She asked for me.continue reading …