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The Mortician's DuaghterThe Mortician's DaughterWhen Death Becomes BeautifulIntroductionWith sweat streaming down his red face, the young singer made his exit from the stage, where the crowd continued to roar. There his manager waited patiently for him to rest before beginning to talk. Something in his mustard gaze told the star this was a serious matter that couldn't wait."Do you remember Steven Ray?" he asked solemnly."You mean the mortician?"the manager nodded"Yes. Why?""You're going to be his funeral singer again, Andy. His son
passed away last week."Andy wasn't sure how he was supposed to react to this. Brandon was one of his best friends
a single tear fell from his icy gaze on the floor, ruining his perfect eyeliner design. He sighed and swallowed to keep more tears from escaping."Yes, sir
" He left without another single word. Even the greatest of news couldn't raise his spirits now.
The Mortician's Daughter- Ch.1The Mortician's DaughterWhen Death Becomes BeautifulChapter 1Death's SlaveHe left the van with the rest of the members shadowing him. He was dressed in only his finest: a ripped up black shirt, three total lip piercings, tons of chains draped around his body, leather pants, and his usual makeup. The others, however, preferred to be dressed in yet even darker clothes. Andy felt confident about how this was going to go until he saw the large group of people here to mournand they were crying.Emotions boiled up inside him and he was forced to hide them from the audience, who grew silent as Steven took a place on the front stage. Andy stayed hidden from the rest while Mr. Ray introduced them. He was the last one to stand on the stage, looking down at his feet; if he saw the crying people he'd ruin it for himself."First," he said into the microphone, still not making eye contact. "Brandon was a great guy. We were best buddies before I made the band
we lost contact but never