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Submitted to Contest #295
Calder adjusted his gloves; a size too big, they didn’t seem to fit quite right. The procession wasn’t particularly long, even if a decent handful of people had shown up. The hymns, the speeches, and the singing had filtered by in a slow, monotonous blur. His watch, annoyingly, was only just hidden beneath the black sleeve of his formal jacket, and he felt it too rude to adjust it and look down at the time, which he was sure was pulling his leg and going by as slowly as possible on purpose. People were crying, as they tended to do at funeral...
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