I haven’t washed my lips since that night I kissed her casket. Since the night I hid behind the pew and waited for everyone to go home so I could stay up with her all night and play one more game of checkers. Hear one more story. Make sure she didn’t need a glass of water. And after she let me win at checkers. After I fixed her flowers and sat a glass of water beside her bed. I crawled back behind the pew and hid till the sun woke up.