1.0MaryRajotte.comhttps://maryrajotte.com/blogMaryhttps://maryrajotte.com/blog/author/admin/rich600338<blockquote class="wp-embedded-content" data-secret="qlc4qXebBR"><a href="https://maryrajotte.com/blog/works/flowers-for-the-dead/">Flowers for the Dead</a></blockquote><iframe sandbox="allow-scripts" security="restricted" src="https://maryrajotte.com/blog/works/flowers-for-the-dead/embed/#?secret=qlc4qXebBR" width="600" height="338" title="“Flowers for the Dead” — MaryRajotte.com" data-secret="qlc4qXebBR" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" class="wp-embedded-content"></iframe><script> /*! This file is auto-generated */ !function(d,l){"use strict";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&"undefined"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!/[^a-zA-Z0-9]/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),c=new RegExp("^https?:$","i"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display="none";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute("style"),"height"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):"link"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute("src")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener("message",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener("DOMContentLoaded",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll("iframe.wp-embedded-content"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute("data-secret"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+="#?secret="+t,e.setAttribute("data-secret",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:"ready",secret:t},"*")},!1)))}(window,document); //# sourceURL=https://maryrajotte.com/blog/wp-includes/js/wp-embed.min.js </script> In a multicolored display of pomp and pageantry, the Flores Family gathers for their annual Day of the Dead ceremony. But when jealousy arises, and the tradition hundreds of years old threatens to divide the family for good, Trina discovers that she is engaged to a man with secrets she isn’t sure she can live...http://maryrajotte.com/blog/wp-content/images/postphotos/flowersforthedead_blog.jpg