At 73, I Married My Dying High School Sweetheart as His Final Wish—After the Funeral, His Lawyer Knocked on My Door and Said, “You Walked Right Into His Trap”
When the chaplain pronounced us husband and wife, Thomas closed his eyes.
Then whispered:
“Worth waiting fifty-six years.”
I whispered back:
“You didn’t wait.”
He opened one eye.
“Don’t ruin my line.”
We laughed.
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