That Dream, Again!! in QUOTIDIEN

It's a normal day. Hubby is sitting in his recliner watching TV. The pastor drops by for a visit and is clearly surprised at seeing my husband, but recovers and doesn't say anything about dead men watching TV, but I suddenly get it.
I think, 'OMG! That's right. He's dead.' Like the pastor, though - I say nothing.

Pastor leaves, and once I'm alone with Dave, I ask him, 'okay. So we have people coming tomorrow to help with painting and stuff. How do I turn them away now that you're here. And how do I repay everyone for their physical and financial support?'

Dave smiles and says, 'Don't worry about it. It's taken care of. You'll see.'

It's the same thing the contractor from church said when I told him that I could never repay him for all that he's doing.

'I've been to the prayer meetings and I have heard all of the things your husband has done for others. It's taken care of.'