His funeral arrangements were easy, at least. All undertakers deal with stiffs.

I couldn't pick up a paper the next day. It made for too hard a read.

His wife was feeling a bit blue the next day. Makes sense, if you think about it.

She took it hard. Before he died.

She used to call him "stallion." Not for what you're thinking, though. He was her favourite clothes horse. On the night in question it was a particularly big load. Of washing.