Grandpa's Funeral Reduced to Her Dog's Show

Summary

My grandfather died on a covert mission, and authorities approved a grand funeral in his honor.

Concerned about my grief, my fiancé offered to handle the arrangements.

On the day of the funeral, I arrived with my grandfather's ashes, only to find his portrait discarded on the ground, replaced by one of a dog.

Furious, I tried to remove it, but my fiancé's adopted sister stopped me. "Hands off that portrait!"

Suppressing my fury, I countered, "This is my grandfather's funeral. He was a decorated hero."