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WHAT THEY TOLD ME AFTER HE DIED

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I turned your father down three times for a date. I had to. He was a football star and girls gave him anything he wanted. First he asked me when we were at a dance, then after he ran into me with my girlfriends at the drive-in. Finally, at the park while I was practicing with my drill team, he got my attention by nearly ramming into the fender of my powder blue M.G.

It was the way he apologized that got to me. Both of us were sorry it had come to that.

—June Priamos, ex-wife

I don’t care what anybody tells me. That stripper chick was in on it. You don’t get it. I know she was.

—Rhea Priamos

Your father showed up here once with a real pretty girl. Sorry, I can’t remember her name. She reminded me of Halle Berry. Smooth skin, short dark hair. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. Man, neither could I.

—Luis Martinez, manager of Boca Grande

You watch out for Gil. I mean it. With your father gone, there’s no telling what he’s capable of. He wanted your father’s approval like he wanted your pappou’s. He never got either. How could he? Everybody knows he’s a psychopath. You know what he said while standing over his own father’s grave? “How long will it take before the maggots come.” Nobody said a word. Maybe they were too shocked, so I told him, “Apparently not long. One’s already here.”

—June Priamos

It’s not uncommon to begin the embalming procedures on the same day the deceased is brought in, especially if requested by the family.

—Antonio Sanchez, funeral director at Chapel of Remembrance

The Shyster's Daughter

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