After My Death, My Ex-Husband Begged for My Forgiveness

The day the doctor told me I had only two months left to live, I got into a car accident.

My husband, William Green, said, "Will you stop putting on this act? Is this really fun for you? Hurry back so we can get a divorce!"

I didn't want to still be known as Mrs. Green after I died, so I granted his wish.

But why did he have to come begging for my forgiveness after I was gone?

Didn't he know that love that comes too late is cheaper than grass?