“If I die before you do, are you coming to my funeral?”
“Why would I do that?” A look of hurt and confusion came over his face.
“To pay your respect.” He said.
“To pay my respect?” “Respect.” “Hmmm.” “Your actions towards me have not been with respect.” “No, I would not come to your funeral.”
He stood in silence for a moment a look of helplessness came over him. “But you love me.”
She smiled, “Remember when I said, some day I am going to put my feelings for you where they belong.” “That day has come.”