Если я останусь

           Momguffawed,asifHenry’sstatementhadprovenherpoint.Weallturnedtoher,andourshockedexpressionsseemedtosnapheroutofherrant."ClearlyI’mjustemotionalrightnow,"shesaid.Dadseemedtounderstandthatwasasmuchanapologyashewasgoingtogetrightnow.Hecoveredherhandwithhisandthistimeshedidn’tsnatchitaway.

           Dadpaused,hesitatingbeforespeaking."Ijustthinkthatfuneralsarealotlikedeathitself.Youcanhaveyourwishes,yourplans,butattheendoftheday,it’soutofyourcontrol."

           "Noway,"Henrysaid."Notifyoumakeyourwishesknowntotherightpeople."HeturnedtoWillowandspoketothebumpinherbelly."Solistenup,family.Atmyfuneralnooneisallowedtowearblack.Andformusic,Iwantsomethingpoppyandold-school,likeMr.TExperience."HelookedupatWillow."Gotthat?"

           "Mr.TExperience.I’llmakesureofit."

           "Thanks,andwhataboutyou,honey?"heaskedher.

           Withoutmissingabeat,Willowsaid:"Play‘P.S.YouRockMyWorld’bytheEels.AndIwantoneofthosegreenfuneralswheretheyburyyouinthegroundunderatree.Sothefuneralitselfwouldbeinnature.Andnoflowers.Imean,givemeallthepeoniesyouwantwhenI’malive,butonceI’mdead,bettertogivedonationsonmybehalftoagoodcharitylikeDoctorsWithoutBorders."

           "You’vegotallthedetailsfiguredout,"Adamsaid."Isthatanursething?"

           Willowshrugged.

           "AccordingtoKim,thatmeansyou’redeep,"Isaid.