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Their father, Colin Mercer, had never enjoyed attention.
He hadn’t wanted flowers.
He hadn’t wanted speeches.
He certainly wouldn’t have wanted strangers standing around pretending to know him.
« Just bury me beside your mother, » he’d written in the instructions he’d left with the funeral director.
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