Instead, she got on a plane for France and he was hit by a bus on the way home from the airport. Neither of them had all that much fun, but then again, neither of them suffered.
You might be surprised, if you decide to observe for a time after you die, how many people will profess their love for you, and how deeply they wish they had said something before it was too late, and that there will never again be someone so wonderful as you. You might be less surprised how many people are heartbroken upon confronting their professed lovers, when they too die. Who expects to be held accountable for their mourning?
The last words he said to her when he was alive, and she was too, were "I hope you have a lovely time on your trip. See you soon." He knew he was lying at the time. The last words he said to her when he was dead, and she was too, were "I waited for you so long. Please never lie again."
They both walked away into their separate eternities, where there are no planes and busses, nor trips. Neither of them had all that much fun, but then again, neither of them lied again.
(should i keep the last sentence? do something else? i don't know how to end this)