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the phone rang at 4 am - and only on the last ring did i wake up enough to realize that it could have been him.

"shit!", i said jumping out of bed, grabbing the phone only to hear the dial tone.

i crawled back into bed, looking at the crazy incoming phone number. "crap. i missed him."

twenty minutes later the phone rang again.

"helluh", i grogged.

"what're you doing napping in the afternoon?"

"it's four in the morning."

"it's four in the afternoon..." he erroneously corrected me.

"no. europe is ahead. think of the fashion - ahead."

"oh, i'm so sorry. i'll let you go back to bed."

"no, i'm up now. i'm awake. oh, look at that - the sun is up."


my boyfriend flew to greece to bury his grandmother. her body was flown over on another flight. something happened on that flight. something not so appealing. something that made her body, according to my boyfriend, thaw.

"people kept showing me pictures. i didn't want to see the pictures, but they kept showing me." he said.

"oh lord," i replied, becoming traumatized. i could hardly bear the sight of her at the funeral parlor. i didn't like her thin, grey lips. it was haunting to see her not talking. she was supposed to be talking. it made me cry.

"and how did the exhumation of your grandfather go?"


greeks, in their inexplicable need for extracurricular drama, dig up their dead every four years, or when someone else dies, or when they need to share a plot... i'm not 100% sure. i think it's a little odd.

"it went well. i put on gloves and washed his bones with red wine."

"mm hm. so there was no... um... skin left?"

"no. only bones."

"wow. so they were all, um, detached and stuff. like loose?"

"yep. we had to kind of pull out his rib bones from his suit. they were stuck. we pulled them out one by one."

"lord." i started to feel woozy.

"his pacemaker was still there."

what a image. a sunken suit full of bones, and within the ribcage is a metal thing just clunking around. no more heart left for it to pace.

"we put the bones in a bag and laid them at yaya's feet."

perfect positioning.

"krista, it was the best thing i've ever done."