Till Undeath Do Us Part, Part 12

(My boyfriend and I have been watching ‘The Walking Dead’, and are discussing what we’d do in a zombie apocalypse.)

Me: *sweetly* “I’d shoot you if you got bitten. After lots of crying. Do you want me to kill you before or after you turn?”

Boyfriend: “Well, I’m gonna die anyway, so you should kill me before I turn. Otherwise, I’m gonna nom you.”

Me: “Hmm, I don’t even need to ask if you’d kill me.”

Boyfriend: “Yeah…you’re right, I would kill you.”

Me: “Would you at least be upset?”

Boyfriend: “Of course. Not at the time, but later, when I had time to be.”

Me: “How upset?”

Boyfriend: “Upset enough.”

(I stare, yearningly.)

Boyfriend: “I’d bury your body somewhere I’d remember?”

Me: “I love you too.”