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Paula Vee




Elmo the graveyard attendant wheezed, poised with his chisel above the granite marker.

"Ned? You gonna last 1 more minute until 2014?"

Old Ned groaned on his cot, ready to be dumped into his grave.

"Hurry up.I have a fifth of whiskey and Auld Lang Syne waiting."

"Put 2013."

Elmo chiseled a 3 and stood up to throw Ned into his grave.

Ned choked out more words. "One more thing. Change the name from Ned to Elmo."

Elmo clutched his chest and fell into the damp hole as the clock declared it 2014.

Senior Fare

Senior Fare

Mabel walked home from the food market.

Her bags were full of whatever was on sale to keep her alive. Taste was relative as these days she couldn’t hear see taste or smell. She could barely walk without her cane. When the young man grabbed her and pulled her into his dark garage as she passed by his house she could only reason that she would be going soon anyway. Then she came to her senses and knocked him over the head with her trusty cane. She likes living in his house. It is closer to the market.