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

pew. Directly in front of the lie.

The service began.

The pastor spoke of legacy. Of faith. Of a woman taken too soon.

Then Dominique rose.

She cried on cue. Her voice trembled just enough. She spoke of holding Mama’s hand. Of promises. Of responsibility. Of how Mama trusted her most.

People sniffled. Some nodded.

When she finished, the pastor turned toward continue reading …