He’ll call his girlfriend (assuming he has a girlfriend) and will probably tell her how the rain has ruined his day and his white shirt, the one she bought for him.
The mourners converge on the casket. It is open and people start to cry and weep and wail even louder as they view the body.
Luke wakes up and looks at Helen. She smiles at him and his heart melts. She looks beautiful in her dishevelled hair and wrinkled up clothes.
Today everything would work itself out in my favor. My phone was charged, my water was running. The annoying neighbors moved out. My girlfriend texted first.