“That’s Life.” Death said with a rictus grin.
He scooped me up & folded me in.
“I was busy back there!” I harrumphed.
“I was only a little bit stumped!”
“You’ve won!” he said calmly through his pearls.
“Something richer than all of the Earls.”
“So what!? I was still building my life!”
“I’ve overcome so much toil & strife!”
“Now you’re rewarded for such good work.”
If Death had lips, he’d’ve had a smirk.
I pivot & say, “I did my best.”
Death said, scythe swinging, “Now, you can rest.”

