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"
Mr
.
T
Experience
.
I
’
ll
make
sure
of
it
.
"
"
Thanks
,
and
what
about
you
,
honey
?
"
he
asked
her
.
Without
missing
a
beat
,
Willow
said
:
"
Play
‘
P
.
S
.
You
Rock
My
World
’
by
the
Eels
.
And
I
want
one
of
those
green
funerals
where
they
bury
you
in
the
ground
under
a
tree
.
So
the
funeral
itself
would
be
in
nature
.
And
no
flowers
.
I
mean
,
give
me
all
the
peonies
you
want
when
I
’
m
alive
,
but
once
I
’
m
dead
,
better
to
give
donations
on
my
behalf
to
a
good
charity
like
Doctors
Without
Borders
.
"
"
You
’
ve
got
all
the
details
figured
out
,
"
Adam
said
.
"
Is
that
a
nurse
thing
?
"
Willow
shrugged
.
"
According
to
Kim
,
that
means
you
’
re
deep
,
"
I
said
.
"
She
says
that
the
world
is
divided
into
the
people
who
imagine
their
own
funerals
and
the
people
who
don
’
t
,
and
that
smart
and
artistic
people
naturally
fall
into
the
former
category
.
"
"
So
which
are
you
?
"
Adam
asked
me
.
"
I
’
d
want
Mozart
’
s
Requiem
,
"
I
said
.
I
turned
to
Mom
and
Dad
.
"
Don
’
t
worry
,
I
’
m
not
suicidal
or
anything
.
"
"
Please
,
"
Mom
said
,
her
mood
lightening
as
she
stirred
her
coffee
.
"
When
I
was
growing
up
I
’
d
have
elaborate
fantasies
about
my
funeral
.
My
deadbeat
father
and
all
the
friends
who
’
d
wronged
me
would
weep
over
my
casket
,
which
would
be
red
,
naturally
,
and
they
’
d
play
James
Taylor
.
"
