August 2020

The Mirror

Jack dies.  He finds himself walking down a dirt lane. In the distance, he sees a gate. As he nears, he sees a man tending a garden. He’s not sure what has happened. He remembers grasping for breath and clutching his chest. And now, he is walking down this quiet country lane. Curious, he walks toward the gate.  Jack greets the gardener. Hello, sir. “Hello,

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