Outside the Box
Created | Updated 3 Days Ago
Outside the Box
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He breathed his last on Earth in a bed in his home, as he'd planned. He left the outworn flesh behind. A century is long enough between new suits. The professionals took it from there as they'd planned. They hauled his bones through town, to the city, put them on a plane, took them to the Capitol, prayed over them, took them to the Cathedral, prayed over them, put them back on the plane, took them to the church, prayed some more, buried them in the garden. All that hauling made everybody tired but him. He'd planned the services from songs to Bible verses to who got to talk. A good time was had by all except for some politicians who had to sit next to people they didn't like, and a small-town organist who found the processional challenging. He would have been mad at them for running more than an hour late, but then he didn't know. He was too busy getting settled in the new place. He had plans there too. |
