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Chuck
Last night, Chuck, my next door neighbor passed away unexpectedly. He wasn’t even 70. When I first heard, I noticed I felt mostly unaffected. Almost as if floating out of body, looking at myself, seeing the “well, shit” reaction crossing my own face. I guess that’s why it’s called shock. He had just been out…
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Shattered
She didn’t ring the bell; she just stood there at the edge of the porch, her gaze meeting mine through the glass of the living room window. The silence seemed deliberate, a prelude to the inevitable. Death was shorter than I imagined, but with a kind, gentle smile. She carried with her a small black…