Fred expects death to bring peace. Instead, he finds himself hovering near the ceiling of his room at York Manor, watching his prim and pious sister-in-law Viola rummage through his belongings and rewrite his life. According to Viola, Fred was a war-damaged recluse, a harmful oddball. But Fred knows he lived a very different story.
As he drifts unseen through his own funeral preparations, Fred watches in growing outrage as relatives misrepresent his life, misunderstand his silence, and misplace his war medals. Viola, self-righteous and ever suffering, is already shaping the family narrative-and Fred isn't having it.
But why is he still here? Why can't he pass into the lush, welcoming afterlife just beyond reach? And what unfinished business ties him to the mortal world?
Witty, sharp, and unflinching, Fred's Funeral is a darkly comic exploration of memory, legacy, and the stories families tell about those they've lost. If you've ever wondered how you'll be remembered-or misremembered-Fred Sadler's story will haunt you long after the final page.