John was on his deathbed and gasped pitifully.
"Give me one last request, dear," he said to his wife.
"Of course, John," his wife said softly. "What is it?"
"Six months after I die," said John, "I want you to marry Bob."
"But I thought you hated Bob," said his wife.
With his last breath, John said, "I do!"
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