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My Parents Changed the Locks While I Was at My Husband's Funeral — My Sister Needed My Room

My Parents Changed the Locks While I Was at My Husband's Funeral — My Sister Needed My Room ‪‪@MarkedforPayback‬ The rain hadn't stopped since the morning we buried Marcus. It fell in sheets as I stood at his graveside, holding our twins' hands while they sobbed for their daddy. Four years old – too young to understand death, too young to know why Daddy wasn't coming home from the hospital this time. The cancer had taken him in just six months, aggressive and merciless, leaving me a widow at thirty-two. Now, three hours after watching my husband's casket disappear into the earth, I stood on my parents' doorstep with my children, fumbling for keys that no longer worked. The lock had been changed. The brass gleamed new and mocking in the porch light.