Unnamed Journal Volume 2 Issue 6 - Page 6

"I could. But that's not how this one happens." "Why not?" "I don't set these things. I just collect." I thought about that. There was a stillness in the air. I couldn't hear any crickets. Or Dogs. I had some more whiskey. The whiskey didn't taste any different. I thought about getting up to take a piss, but it occurred to me that Death might be gone when I got back, and getting drunk and forgetting my ex-girlfriend seemed less lame with Death around. "Should you be telling me about all this?" I asked. "All what?" "About how you operate." "You don't know anything about how I operate." "I know you have to wait, and that you don't decide things." "So what?" "Should I know that?" "Why shouldn't you?" I thought about that. "I don't know," I said, "Never mind." "Okay."