A Deal With Death
I made a deal with death.
Not with the devil but death himself.
I don’t even know if there’s Heaven or Hell or even God and the Devil but there certainly is death – as a person, a man with a horrible sense of humour might I add.
This is the story of my deal with him.
The deal was that in exchange for my mother living a little longer I was to do the job he hated the most.
Dealing with suicides, the bane of his existence as he put it.
Let me start by telling you how it started…
Not with the devil but death himself.
I don’t even know if there’s Heaven or Hell or even God and the Devil but there certainly is death – as a person, a man with a horrible sense of humour might I add.
This is the story of my deal with him.
The deal was that in exchange for my mother living a little longer I was to do the job he hated the most.
Dealing with suicides, the bane of his existence as he put it.
Let me start by telling you how it started…