March 22nd Spring Break No Class

March 29th Review Chapter 7, 18, Quiz and Discussion

April 5th- Profiles due, peer edits in class

April 5th Chapter 13, 20 Quiz + Discussion

April 5th Chapter 13, do exercise 4






The middle brother, on my right, has his eyes fixed on the casket. Or maybe the flowers surrounding the casket, I can't really tell. There's sorrow in his eyes, more than I would come to expect from him, but certainly enough for the occasion. His hands are fidgeting as well, of course not nearly as much as the boy, but he's well into his years and should have this sort of thing under control at this point. Their ties are matching; him and the boy I mean, both a formal red.
Maybe the boy's father dressed him, too. Both of them, fidgeting and eager and maybe a little bit sorrowful. I really would have liked that furthest seat.
The organ player sits down, stretches his knuckles, and sets to work on the keys. That was her favorite part of church, she made that rather obvious, so the three of us made sure to have a decent organ player for her service. The player's hands have barely rolled over a dozen keys, and middle brother has already covered his face in his fingers, giving tears to the crevices of his sweaty palms. I can't even look past middle brother at right brother. My eyes don't let me, and I don't care to fight them. I'm sure he's found a shoulder sturdy enough to cry on, because his wife certainly isn't here. Speeches, eulogies, an hour or so passes, a few glances at my watch, and the funeral is over.


Hours later, I'm back under te