ANITA: I brought roses for you. I hope you like them. (Places roses on ground.) If you don’t, then you are stupid, because everyone likes roses. It’s very difficult, you know. Explaining to everyone how you passed away. Why couldn’t you have died like a normal person? Doing something normal. I’d love to say: “My husband died in his sleep.” Or, “My husband died in a car accident.” Or “My husband died parachuting from a plane.” But no, I have the burden of explaining to everyone that you died… on top of me. “He died while making love to me.” It makes me sound like a wild sex beast, who fucked you to death…..
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- Written by: Bobby Holder