By Judy Clemens
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Eric clapped Johnny on the shoulder. “Better get back to work, buddy. ” “Oh, yes, Eric, yes, we do. I’ll get to work. I’ll do them all. I’m—” “—the best at it. ” Johnny smiled angelically, gave Eric a bone-crushing hug, and lumbered back to his spot. Eric grinned. ” Eric clapped his hands together. ” He opened a cupboard and pulled out a dozen baskets. “Line these with those linen napkins over there. ” Casey washed her hands at the large metal sink, then took the baskets and set them in a row, flapping open the white squares of fabric.
But about what? Eric’s face was pale, his lower lip sucked in, like he was trying not to cry. Casey nodded. ” “What? Of course I did. ” Eric closed his eyes. “I thought maybe…even with the kids…maybe partly because of the kids…we might…” He stopped. “She was such a strong person. ” She looked at Death. ” Death tossed a popcorn kernel in the air and deftly caught it and ate it. Eric turned his face toward Casey. ” Casey grimaced. ” Eric gave a small laugh. ” “Sorry. ” He smiled, and glanced at his watch.
But not lately. ” Casey balled her hands into fists, her arms stiff at her sides. Death turned to look down the street, at the businesses and homes. “It’s interesting to be in this town. ” Casey jerked her head around. “What? ” Death shrugged. ” “We? What do you mean we? I—” A hot breeze hit Casey’s face, and she closed her eyes against the hair that had come loose from her ponytail. When she opened them, only a sense of displacement hovered around her. She spun in a circle, grasping at the space.