When I first started picking up bits and pieces of their conversation, I thought the elderly man and woman were talking about Christmas parties.
“Martha’s is at 4 but it’s in Cullman,” the woman said. “That wouldn’t give us much time to get back for John’s at 6.”
“I know,” her husband said. “We’ll just have to leave early at Martha’s and maybe be a little late for John. Neither one of them will hold it against us.”
Then I realized they weren’t talking about social plans. They were talking about funerals.

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Coming soon: Meet John Crispin, Demopublican for U.S. president
Deep-seated shame makes it hard for me to take my needs seriously
Shock of seeing ‘Airplane!’ was realizing that I wasn’t all alone
More than ever, big crisis makes me long for family to take care of
The advice people need is rarely what they’re expecting to hear
Genuine love is always extreme — and it rarely makes any sense
World is a surreal alien landscape where nothing makes sense to me