Sunday, April 03, 2011
He came for me that night. I knew it was my time, but I was still not prepared forhis arrival. The message was clear. I packed my baggage and followed him out the door. He smiled a sad smile and I took one last look at the house I had lived in for the last forty years. It was lovely with the rising sun glinting off its windows. I had been happy there and had lived a good life. I turned back to death nodded my head and reached for the hand he held out to me.
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