Drabble: The Immortal Crisis – by Mark Pryshlak

by specklit


“How much?”

“More than you can afford.”

“Please, it’s for my father. He’s eight hundred and twelve. Ready to go.”

“At eight hundred and twelve I’m sure it’s more then he can afford.”

“How much sir?”

“12,000 jacks. Yep, bugger off.”

At 200 the boy was still young, but already he worried about his own eternity.

The boy returned home empty handed.

“I fear I will live to see a thousand,” said the man, “It is just good that we afforded your mother’s death. She wanted to wait for me, but she was ready to go.”

Author’s Note: Everyone is obsessed with the idea of living forever, but at what point does it become too much?

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