Grandma got her end-of-life plan from an Agatha Christie movie. She didn't expect it to start a murder mystery.
Very conveniently, Grandma died the night after the seder, while the whole family was still in town and when there were even leftovers for the Shiva. Perhaps it wasn't a coincidence. As the family unwinds after the shiva, the truth of how grandma died is revealed like an onion being peeled, one layer at a time and plenty of tears.
This is a light hearted look at the issue of death and the right to die. Advice: Enjoy it now. You won't later.
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