We Are the Wise Fools
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Last published Sun, May 17, 2015
She knew her life was over before she even heard the gunshot.
The night of the Prom changes everything for Maud Lynn, a 17-year-old girl who simply wants to be noticed. One moment she's getting out of the car with her newly found superstar boyfriend, Jake Williams; the next, watching as dark clothed men drag her away to an abandoned warehouse. Then she hears a gunshot. And then nothing at all. She wakes up only to be informed that she is dead and that she will be handed the job of a Reaper, a angel that take the newly dead to heaven or hell. The only rules: don't question, don't show empathy or compassion, and don't show mercy or weakness. This punishment, she believes is worse than death. And if she screws up? She'll deal with her boss, the Grim Reaper. There is only so much you can hold onto after you're dead. One merciful act will change her forever.
When you die, are you ever really dead?
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