“I love our new apartment”, Joe said with a great deal of pride in his voice. Eva smiled while nursing her first cuppa in the apartment. “Our apartment”, she thought I can’t believe this is really happening. The joy swelled up inside her like a big cotton ball and her face pleasantly soar from her permanent smile. “We need to start painting today Joe.” Joe nodded with a glimmer in his eyes. “Will we get bagels? The kitchen is still in turmoil.” Eva laughed. “I’ll get us some from the café place around the corner.” Joe passionately kissed Eva. She smiled wildly as she moved away and grabbed her purse.


She walked at a slow light stride the type that people do when they are just perfectly happy to walk not really caring about the destination itself but the feeling of air and excitement on their face. While Eva was crossing the road, she was suddenly flung to the middle. The shouts could be heard a mile away.


Voom ...the dust from the motorcycle created a cloud of dust in the air. A fat old biker took off his helmet. Right behind him a pink convertible pulled up with the license plate that read ‘Guardian’. A beautiful tall blonde knock out steps out. “Why do you always have to do that Steve?” “Look goldilocks I’m only doing my job.” Becky throwing her head back and ran her perfectly manicured nails though her hair. “Like I think you bike needs a new muffler thingy like, it’s ruining my car dude.” Snap! Becky blew bubbles with her gum. Steve sitting on the decaying bike lights a big fat cigar. “What did you get up too in the end last night Becky?” “I like went to the best concert ever…ever! I danced all night and had a huge bubble bath this morning to make myself all perky for today. What did you do last night, Stevey? ” “Don’t call me that! You know how much I hate that! He said with a fury. Then, composing himself, he continued. “Did the usual, hung out with some friends drank myself into oblivion and played black Jack. The alarm woke me up this morning with the worst hang over ever” Becky let out a girlish giggle. “Oh Steve, you say that every morning.” Suddenly both their eyes glanced between them to find Eva taking her final breathes.


“Did you bring the file?” Becky asked sincerely. “Crap uh no, musta forgot it.” Becky reached into her tiny pink purse to produce her tiny pink palm. “Okay Eva is 34 years old no kids, works as a local artist eats pretty healthily and just moved in with here soul-mate….awe” Becky makes a hip like movement. “I think I should have her.” Steve pulls the palm out of Becky’s right hand “give me that! Here we are a smoker, suffers from mild depression is a vegetarian but is known to grab a burger when no one is looking. Bit boring really…wait a minute now he is something juicy. She tried to commit suicide when she was eighteen. Ha ha Goldie she is mine!” Becky took back her palm and very patiently started keying in random things. “She saved a child once from crossing the road plus she volunteers in local soup kitchens” Steve half laughs “mild depression and tried to kill herself that’s all I need to say.” Becky not looking very amazed raised one eyebrow. “Saved a life!” Steve puffed large smoke rings into the air.” “It is going to be one of those is it? Becky nodded in agreement. “Guess so, I’m starving we should get breakfast when this is done” “Yeah sounds good to me, rock paper scissors” “Fine like whatever lets make this fast!” “One ...two... three”. Both hands flashed in the air to produce two tight fists. “okay again one... two... three” both hands lay flat, “This is bullshit one more time. One..two…three.” Two v’s met each other. Becky snapped her gum and giggled and gave Steve a big hug then looked down at the dying Eva. “Okay Steve you’re cranky. Lets just flip a coin okay I’m heads and you are tails sound good?” Steve nodded. Becky threw the coin in the air and as it came spinning down Becky caught it and flipped it on her hand. Then cupping the coin looked at Steve “Ready?” “Yep.” Steve grunted. Becky lifted her hand and the coin gleamed heads. “Bugger.” Steve said under a big yawn. “You know Becky what is the purpose of being Death if I can’t get anyone to die!” Becky threw her arms around Steve for the second time. “Don’t worry my big bad angel I’ll buy you some pancakes and make you feel better wedder.” Steve went puce in the face. Then the two drove off into the distance.


Eva opened her eyes. Joe stared down at her “where am I?” her voice shaky. “In hospital baby, the doctors said you are a very lucky woman!” Eva gave a half disgruntled smile.

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