By T. Francis Curran
Jennie was frantic but, at eight, she was frequently frantic. “Did you know about this?”
Since I was ten, she believed I knew things.
I assumed someone had spilled the beans about Santa. “Know about what?” I asked coyly.
“We’re going to die,” she said. “All of us.”
That’s when it hit me. Our grandmother; the old lady in the corner house; Holly, the dog our parents had before us; countless goldfish. Death was everywhere. How had I missed it?
“I, I just never thought about it,” I muttered.
“Never thought about it?” she replied. “You’re ten, you could be next!”
Hello,
Great! Nothing like a siblings to ruin one’s life.
Well done.
Nobody ever told me about this. I don’t believe it.
Just wonderful.
Full to the brim with the awful everyday wonder of truth. Very well done.
Love this!
Nice to see a child’s take on such a conversation. Perfectly done 🙂
Being the oldest of four kids, I felt this story to my very core. A realistic scenario told with pizzazz!
What a fun idea!
Out of the mouth of babes…!
I can’t remember how I found out about death, but I’m guessing it went something like this…. Great story!
Words from the wise. Think about it! Love it!