"People will expect you to say something."

"No," I insisted. "I'm not speaking at the funeral. I didn't know these people."

"We'll prepare remarks..." the CEO argued.

I cut him off. "What did I just say? No! It's not appropriate."

"Ms Wallace..." he tried again.

"What is wrong with you!?!" I screamed. "When I say I'm not doing something, I'm not doing it. Nod if you understand!"

He was obviously furious with me. His face was so red I thought he might have a stroke. He didn't. He calmed himself a bit and said, "My apologies, Ms Wallace."

I exhaled and calmed myself too. "I'm sorry for yelling, Mr Warner,"...