Here we go with the Monday word selection!
4. Desuetude (n.)) a state of disuse)
9. Insipid (adj.)) lacking flavor, weak or tasteless, lacking vigor or interest)
The crematorium was packed with relatives, friends and hangers-on showing their last respects to the deceased, a spinster they believed would blush becomingly at the mention of anything untoward.
He knew differently of course, as in order to spruce up her insipid rathole of a life, he had led her down a path of what almost bordered on debauchery, albeit short-lived.
He discovered she had a wicked sense of humour and had come to love and respect the old darlin’, and she him.
Knowing her days were numbered, she wanted to leave this world with a bang loud enough to be remembered and to repay all those that had shit on her from a great height when they could have done something to help in her time of need.
In order to decompress after complying with her final request, the desuetude shed was the perfect place to steer clear of everyone.
He rinsed his hands, and replaced her favourite hatpin in the lapel of his jacket with a sad smile. He would wear it always.
To the strains of All Things Bright and Beautiful, the stench began to choke the attendees as the pierced stink bomb under her coffin began to do its work in the heat.
She would have been proud, and he swore he heard her laughter on the wind.