Tulle Death Do Us Part
“It’s from the ’70s, half bohemian/half Victorian. She wore it in the fall of 1975 with orange and yellow chrysanthemums in her hair. I wore it to my own wedding five years ago and it still seemed completely modern.
—BECKI NEWTON Dad and Aunt Fee arrived together with the second batch of formal wear, this one bigger than the first. And they placed these on a separate set of racks. “We think your mother was helping us this afternoon,” Aunt Fee said.
“Either that,” my dad said, “or one of these gowns has a pocketful of melted chocolate.”
Aunt Fee and I groaned. My father winked. A measure of how far he’d come when it came to accepting the existence of the paranormal and the role of the women he loved within it.
After he ushered Fee out the door, I stood there among the garment bags while the scent of chocolate swirled around me. “Mom,” I said. “You were helping them.”
That scent was how my chocoholic mother made her presence known from the other side. My siblings—Sherry, Brandy, Alex—and... I had discussed this chocolate nod from Mom, and we decided that she made the rounds, swirling from one of us to the next, but that she stayed where she was needed most.MoreLess
—BECKI NEWTON Dad and Aunt Fee arrived together with the second batch of formal wear, this one bigger than the first. And they placed these on a separate set of racks. “We think your mother was helping us this afternoon,” Aunt Fee said.
“Either that,” my dad said, “or one of these gowns has a pocketful of melted chocolate.”
Aunt Fee and I groaned. My father winked. A measure of how far he’d come when it came to accepting the existence of the paranormal and the role of the women he loved within it.
After he ushered Fee out the door, I stood there among the garment bags while the scent of chocolate swirled around me. “Mom,” I said. “You were helping them.”
That scent was how my chocoholic mother made her presence known from the other side. My siblings—Sherry, Brandy, Alex—and... I had discussed this chocolate nod from Mom, and we decided that she made the rounds, swirling from one of us to the next, but that she stayed where she was needed most.MoreLess
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