Whisper Ludlow's ex-husband, Luther, had always been odd. That was why, when they first met forty years ago, she hadn't thought much of it when he said, "When I die, I want my body to be sat out in the middle of the crowd at my repast. It'll be like my last goodbye. One last party, one last hurrah."At the time, she thought it had been hysterical. Now, though, when it's time for her to fullfill his wish, she has second thoughts.