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Ask me about life after death

--T-SHIRT OFTEN SEEN ON CHARLEY DAVIDSON, A GRIM REAPER OF QUESTIONABLE MORALS

The dead guy at the end of the bar kept trying to buya second look and I’d dressed to the nines Or, at the very least, the eight-and-a-halves But the truly disturbing part ofwas the fact that my mark, one Mr Marvin Tidwell, blond real estate broker and suspected adulterer, actually turned down the drink I’d tried to buy him

Turned it down!

I felt violated

I sat at the bar, sipping athe sad turnas planned Maybe I wasn’t Marv’s type It happened But I was oozing interest And I worefor ed between the cracks of no and where At least I could tell my client, aka Mrs Marvin Tidwell, that it would see on her Not rando solued to my barstool

"C-couy He’d finally worked up the courage to approach and I got a better view I figured hilasses and a tattered baseball cap that sat backwards on top of muddy brown hair Add to that a faded blue T-shirt and loosely ripped jeans and he could’ve been a skater, a coeek, or a backwoods moonshiner

His cause of death was not i holes Nolimbs or tire tracks across his face He didn’t even look like a drug addict, so I couldn’t tell why he’d died at such a young age Taking into account the fact that his baby-faced features would er than he probably was, I estie when he’d passed

He stood waiting for an answer I thought "Co to be perceived as talking toone shoulder in a halfhearted shrug

Sadly, I did Come here often This was s here for fear of so my cover, this just happened to be the very same bar Mr Tidwell frequented At least if it caht have soulars and all of the e nervous before he refocused on lanced that way as well Saw a door