The family’s guests weren’t invited to my funeral. Dad hadn’t suddenly figured out what I wanted. Nina had given them my hospice intake form, where I’d written down my wishes.[No religious service. No public viewing. If possible, take my ashes out of the city.]There wasn’t much to it. When the social worker asked for someone I trusted, I’d thought for a long time before writing Nina’s name. She’d promised that, if I got well enough to travel, she’d take me to the town where she’d spent her honeymoon. I could see the ocean.I’d still been making plans for next season.Mom folded the form, then opened it again. She wanted me dressed in something formal, but the staff told her I’d already set aside an outfit: the cream sweater I’d altered myself.She sat holding it for an entire afternoon. After that, she stopped mentioning all the new clothes waiting in my old wardrobe.Matteo wanted to leave his watch with me. Nina stopped him and pointed to another line on the form.[Only the brass t
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