We pulled up to a funeral home. I just sat there frozen. Reality is happening right now and it's gonna hit me hard, no doubt in that. Soda got out of the car and came to my side. "Are you coming or not?" He asked as he opens the door. I shook my head. He given me a hand to help me out of the truck and we went inside. We met with a gentleman named Paul. We followed him into a room that contained a coffee table and three chairs. As we sat down, Paul handed us magazines to look at. Soda did most of the talking.
"Would you like a church ceremony?" Paul asked. That question defiantly got my attention. Like if it was on cue, me and Soda said no.
"Is there a way of getting two plots?" I asked.
"For $500 without any ceremony."
"$500 total or each…." my voice faded.
"Total. That's a special. It's normally each but I read the article about Johnny Cade and Dallas Winston. We will also do the headstone for free. Would you like the plots be next to each other?" he said.
"That would be nice. Okay. The headstones will take a week to do. Fill this out for what you want to say on it and w will take care of the rest. The funeral will be held in two weeks, the 29th. Is that fine with you two?" Me and Soda nodded. "Good. You have a month to pay unless you rather do payments of $50 every month for 10 months." He asked.
Soda said the payment will be better. We got up, shook hands and he given us a card to contact him.