Letters to Death

3.5

"You didn't really do much with your life." I tell him, leading him to the underworld.

"I had a nice wife." He shrugged.

"Where's she now?"

"Left me for the plumber."

"Well shit."

"Yeah."

"You still could have done something, you know." I say, opening the gates to the next life.

"Little too late now, dontcha think?" He stares at me.

I nod, and lead him the rest of the way down.