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June 4, 2007

Jim: Final Destination

He had been told where he was going.

He was given a hero’s farewell; his mother’s eyes nearly burst with pride and sorrow. And all the while, the bag had been carefully prepared.

He looked forward to arriving.

The taxi dropped him off at the airport. He stood near the ticket counter.

He wondered if it would be like they said.

A family stopped beside him: parents weary-eyed from travel and four children hopping with excitement.

Where was he going?

The little girl smiled up at him. And the bag stopped ticking.

Suddenly, he knew. He was going to Hell.

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Comments

One hopes. Good one.

Posted by: Stacy at June 4, 2007 9:40 AM · Permalink

Very nice.

Posted by: *** Dave at June 4, 2007 10:44 AM · Permalink