June 2020

Behold, the Reaper Cometh

It turns into our driveway, the long, black limousine. Its sleek ebony finish gleams with an ethereal sheen. Its windows are tinted, dull and darkly opaque. It resembles an imposing hearse come to collect its fare for the day. It creeps up the driveway in no special hurry, reflecting the nature of its occupant seated …