The Goddess of Death by Phil Cummings

The Goddess of Death

Because Jim Mahon was a veteran, he was in the military police at Fort Hood in Texas for three years during the war, there was a military color guard and a twenty-one gun salute. The three volleys rang out, dissipating into the cobalt blue sky as we all stood silently. The coffin was lowered into the grave and we all took a handful of dirt as we passed and threw it onto the top of the coffin. It ...was solemn but I never forgot for one second that if he hadn’t died this would be my funeral, or Rebecca’s funeral or Shelly’s funeral, which would have made everyone really sad because she looked so damned gorgeous.