By Marj
“You know why I’m here?” he asked, closing the door behind him so she couldn’t get out.
“Of course. I saw it would happen today,” she said.
Guiding him into the front room, she offered him a choice of seats.
“Now, young man, what do you need?” she asked, sitting down on the sofa.
“I know that you see things, things far in the future. You are not allowed to do this,” he replied as he fumbled deep in his pocket for her death warrant.
“Yes, but I can’t help it. I’m ready.”
Her calm reply threw him.
She died, smiling.
Ouch! I’ll bet that hurt. Terrific twist (kind of) ending. Liked it.
I did reply earlier, but it seems to have got lost in the ether. Thanks for your comment.
Nice piece of work. I foretell a much better future for you if you keep up this kind of storytelling.
Gosh. Thanks! Wouldn’t have been quite like this without a little help from the 101 editor, Anushree.
Eiry, loved it, especially when she asked, What do you want. Reminded me of a super novel where death keeps visiting a man and having a cup of tea with him.
It is an honest description of exchange between two individuals destined to act as they do.
Thank you for your interesting comment.