"I've thought about the way I'd do it," he said quietly.
I looked at him and frowned.
"I'd just drive my car off a high cliff," he said.
I replied, "You might not be found for several days."
"So what?" he replied. "What difference would it make?"
"You might not be dead," I pointed out.
His brow wrinkled. "I never thought about that," he said