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"Nothing but a bunch of rich assholes trying to buy immortality" I heard my father's cynical tone in ht!" Her tone rayness of the day "Jahed Lines etched her forehead Below us, laughter rang out Diane led a pair wonks up a path "I'm not in the mood for them"

"I want to be alone," she said She headed towards the terrace overlooking the Schuylkill River My eyes followed her until she disappeared over the crest of the hill

"I've come into possession of one of the last plots," Diane boasted I slithered behind the monuments

Shannie sat Indian style upon a bench on the terrace, not too far froravestone to gravestone,across the river, past the rushing traffic into eternity I thought I was finally successful when she said "I don't think they were trying to buy i life"

I walked around the bench and sat next to her "I' to croak"

"You have such a ords," Shannie said

"Not the fortune cookie thing," I protested

"Yes the fortune cookie thing," Shannie sighed "What else does an empty fortune cookie mean?" Shannie's eyes never relinquished their hold on destiny