In the Eyes of Death That’s when he looked me in the eyes and said, “What’s wrong, you look like you have seen a ghost!” as he pulled out a nicotine filled, tar packed, cancer stick out what looked like to be a coat pocket. By the bright flare of the match as he stopped to light his cigarette, I saw my unknown companion’s strange yet familiar features and clothing. Time out! …showed first 75 words of 1084 total…

…showed last 75 words of 1084 total…and I threw my cigarette down. The next thing that I knew the building went up in flames. I couldn’t bring myself to come to the funeral so I just didn’t go. I never meant for this to happen!” Brian walked up to me and looked my straight into my eyes. He said, “Dude snap out of it. Are you going to pass that or what!” “Huh?” “The cigarette!” “Yeah man! I quit!”