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At my funeral, while paralyzed inside my coffin, I overheard my wife and my personal doctor sharing a kiss and discussing how they would cremate me alive. The furnace was already roaring. I had only minutes left. They believed their plan had succeeded. Then, at the last possible moment, my younger brother burst through the doors clutching evidence he had pulled from the trash at my estate. He shouted a single sentence—and my grieving widow turned ghostly pale.
At my funeral, while paralyzed inside my coffin, I overheard my wife and my