(Maya)The service is small.Just the three of us, Tessa, Rhett, and me, with the urn on a low table and a photograph of my father in full uniform beside it that Rhett had.Lucy is on my hip. She has no clue what’s going on. Which is good.No speeches, no music, no strangers. It’s quiet and exactly what he would have wanted, I think.I stand there and keep my breathing even. The attendants finish and leave us alone.The finality sits heavy in my chest, but I don’t cry. There’s nothing left to release. I’ve spent a lifetime doing that already.I need to make my move and I intend to do that.Rhett stands with his hands clasped, head bowed. We each say something short. Mine is only, “I loved you, Dad. I hope you’re at peace now. Until we meet again.”When it’s done, we step outside to the small courtyard. The attendant give his condolences and says we can collect the ashes in a few days.Rhett glances at his smartphone.“Ah, you might want to check the news.”I open my socials and I don’
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