• Chapter 3

  • Then inspiration struck. I threw myself across Dave’s body, wailing. “Baby, what are we going to do? If we don’t get you cremated before 11 AM, your soul won’t find peace!

  • The other families in the waiting room turned to stare.

  • 1 dropped to my knees, clasping my hands. “In my grandmother’s culture, there’s a belief that cremation has to happen before 11 AM, or the soul can’t cross over. Please. I’m begging you could we possibly go ahead of you?”

  • Some looked sympathetic, others skeptical, most just uncomfortable.

  • I pulled out my phone. “I’ll send each family $3,000 through Venmo right now.”

  • Money talks. They agreed immediately.

  • After transferring the cash, I wheeled Dave toward the cremation chamber.

  • I noticed his middle finger twitching. Still trying to flip me off, even at the end.

  • I leaned down and whispered, “Scared now, aren’t you? Should’ve thought about this before you

  • decided to screw me over.”

  • The crematorium technician asked me to wait in the lobby.

  • I pressed a thousand–dollar bill into his hand. “Please, let me stay with my husband until the very

  • end.”

  • “Rest in peace, darling,” I said sweetly as I helped slide him into the chamber and hit the ignition

  • button.

  • The flames roared to life.

  • Moments later, the doors burst open.

  • Carol and Mike had made it.

  • When Carol saw the flames through the chamber window, she collapsed in a dead faint.

  • Nightc

  • 80.3%

  • “Shut it down! He’s not dead? Mike showed, rushing toward the control.

  • I

  • the one who pronounced him dead and signed the death

  • alive? Want to explain that to

  • Mike froze, trembling

  • saw

  • he’ll always be alive in our hearts,” Mike

  • he was looking at serious jail time if he admitted

  • license would be

  • had me worried there for a second,” the

  • was alive going in,

  • up

  • I jumped.

  • about that,” the technician said

  • from the heat. Happens all the

  • “Oh, thank goodness!”

  • both knew better.

  • was Dave’s final struggle.

  • and threw up.

  • to murder was hitting him

  • there, doc?” I asked innocently.

  • 80.5%

  • gasped,

  • took Carel back to the hospital.

  • headed straight to

  • I broke down in tears and hangged

  • had sold her house to

  • shifts at the diner and cleaning houses.

  • her

  • we’re going to live together.”

  • was young, and Mom had raised

  • my favorite meatloaf with mac and cheese–comfort food

  • she mentioned something

  • Mega Millions jackpot ticket last week–just a

  • misheard and printed it as 40x.

  • it on the coffee table,

  • saw on the news that someone had won

  • store.

  • chuckled sadly. “But what can you do? I’m just getting

  • ticket and checked the store number.

  • found your

  • actually won $200 million.”

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