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Taxes for the deceased |
Why can't the dead stay dead? Not haunted in the usual sense, but it's those deadly details that linger raising the specter of was that done or this? Does he or was he that? Death and taxes: both still full of unknown answers. Mentally, I can see him shrug. But I don't want to deal with it either. Not like I can call and ask. Silence or mere sounds of ancient memories. Bad enough he died; just wish all those details died with him. |