donny

From the short story (and anthology containing it) DONNY DOESN'T LIVE HERE ANYMORE :Donny acted like he didn__ hear me. __ou can__ send your mom off into eternity looking like that, Artie. She wouldn__ like it._ He reached into my mother__ casket, shoved his fingers into her mouth like it was the most logical thing in the world.__onny, you can__ --!_____ just making her look right, Artie. It__ what she would want._ He tugged hard at my mom__ lips. I knew they were cold because I had kissed them a few moments earlier, and for a moment I felt convinced my friend had completely lost his mind. But when I looked inside Mom__ casket I knew Donny had done something only a best friend would think to do. My mother was smiling again. And she looked just the way I remembered her, the way I would always want to remember her. I got so choked up I couldn__ talk for a few minutes. __inally I managed, __y mother always told me you could make her smile.