Just Because

It is, however, a bank holiday. And her father was a banker, before a donkey kicked him in the solar plexus and killed him on impact. He died in a field of dandelions, but they buried him with pink roses on November 16th, in a rumpled powder blue dress shirt, with a funeral procession led by a red sedan with limited trunk space. Just saying: He could've gone with that if he had any memory.