At My Dad’s Funeral, My Stepmom Leaned In for a Final Kiss and Saw Him Blink

“Yes, make it look real.

Call her name. Fall. Don’t respond when she checks your pulse.

Just trust me.”

He looked terrified, but he nodded.

It happened exactly how I said it would.

Dad collapsed in the living room. Veronica screamed. Told me to call 911.

Then rode with us to the hospital.

The doctor said it was cardiac arrest.

They “couldn’t revive him.”

Veronica cried. She held Dad’s hand and played the devastated widow so convincingly that even the nurses teared up.

But I’d already talked to the doctor I trusted.

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