Comments about Jasmine Singletary
I remember the day when it rained for several hours. The day when everyone wore black. One by one, people leaned down to see her sleeping body. Finally it was my turn to see my much loved great-grandmother at her funeral.
I remember the waves crashing against the boat when we left port. I also remember the hundreds of people swarming around me, the delicious food, and the small chocolate piece left on my pillow every night by the disney cruise staff, just as the brochure had promised. Next stop, the Bahamas.
I remember the day when I lost that one thing I wished on every night. ...