Pete and Sally had been married for 59 years, not always happily -by the way bu arada. Pete had recently been hospitalized hastaneye yatırmak with a severe sert illness. The doctor has told Pete and Sally to go home as there is no hope for Pete. It is a matter of hours, and Pete might as well bile die at home.
Sally takes Pete home, tucks him in bed, and pats his head as she carries on with her tasks.
Pete lays in bed pondering düşünüp taşınmak his remaining kalan hours when an aroma güzel koku comes wafting el işareti up the stairs. Pete cries, "Sally, what's that smell?" He struggle mücadele etmek out of bed when she does not answer the call, and he crawl sürünmek to the door. Once again he cries out, "Honey, what's that smell? It smells so good." Again there is no answer, so Pete musters toplamak all his remaining strength and crawls down the stairs to the kitchen. He rises up as high as his strength will allow and there on the couter, the table, on everywhere, are giant cholocate chip cookies cooling. She does really love me after all, he thinks. She has made my favorite cookie for me befor I die.
With all his remaing strength he pulls himself up on his feet and staggers sendelemek to the closest cookie. He is just about to take a big bite of the warm and moist treat when he feels a slap on his hand and Sally says,Don't you take one bite of even one of those cookies. Those cookies are for the funeral cenaze töreni.