Funer@ls

I'm not good at being formal

I'm not good at saying good byes

I'm on a flight back to Sydney

With my mothers ashes

I'm holding her so close to my body

I feel a hand lock with mine

God how did I get so lucky to have such a beautiful girl

With such an amazing soul

We land

And the person I was dreading to see walks up to me

He carefully puts mums ashes in the back seat

And for first time since I was ten he wrapped his arms around me

I feel the burn in my eyes and I know he is crying to

"Papo this is Star Diaz"

My Papo doesn't give any second chances he hugs her

"It is such a pleasure to meet such a beautiful young lady"

Star is blushing

"I'm so glad you came

I don't know how I would get through this with out you" I whisper in Stars ear

My Papo instructs is to get in the car

We show up at his house

My dick of a father is waiting

My Papo gives him a look

And man did I wish to see it

Cause my dad walked so fast inside

With his tail between his legs

My Papo walks inside and he starts yelling

"My grand daughter and her beautiful ladie is home" I excepted my cousins to be rude or have their comments

But they walk up and hug me

I received kisses from aunts and uncles

I was no longer the gay sin I guess

Or they have missed us so much

Cheryl and Dav are here

And before either hug me

"This is my Star"

I look at her

And I'm still in shock that this beautiful creature

Is mine.

She smiles shakes hands

Tucks her hair behind her ear

She is smiling

Listening

Her soul is beaming

And whatever higher being

That placed her on this earth I am so glad they did

My Papo grabs me aside

That's a fine honey of jam right there

I giggles in agreement

" look Ash we need to discuss living arrangements"

I New this was coming

I'm only 17 and won't turn 18 till May

"Papo I can't leave the states it's my home"

He looks at me with a heart breaking face

"I want you to know if I could keep you across seas I would but I don't have the money and you won't receive the money your mum saved you till your 18

I feel my heart ripping

I look at him with sad eyes

Not only cause I have lostd my mum

But because I am about to lose the one good thing in my life

I walk steady to her

And the look on my face gives me away

Her smile is erased

As I grab her hand and lead her upstairs to my old room here.