“So,” I said, more to break the silence. We were the only ones there.
“Mm,” he replied, pretending to drink.
“How’s it been?”
I concentrated on my beer so I didn’t have to look him in the eye.“So,”
“Being dead? So far, pretty damn good...”
This is something I wrote quite a while ago for a 100 Themes piece, and never really came back to. I'm afraid that I've got a head cold - something that I seem to suffer from fairly regularly - and it's somewhat spoiling my writing time at the moment. Thus, no new fiction, only old things revisited.
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Music: “The Pyre” Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com).
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