my Homie, Marge sobbed through the tissue she was pressing against
her face. She stroked the wood off the coffin, and looked one last
time at her husbands face. I will always love you, Homer! she
said. Lisa and Bart helped her back to her seat. Marge closed her
eyes and bent her head as Homers coffin was closed and carried out
of the church.
Ned approached carefully, sitting down next to Marge. Can I get
thank you, Ned, Marge replied and looked at the man her husband
had hated since they moved to Evergreen Terrace.
know you are going through a rough time, Marge, Ned said. I
went through the exact same thing with Maude. Well, Maude didnt-
I dont want to hear a word about sin and hell, Marge said just
a bit to loud, just enough for the entire room to turn towards her