“Autumn’s a beautiful season,” Angela said, admiring the warm colors.

“It reminds me of death,” Jonathan wheezed.

“Not surprising. Everything makes you think of death.”

“That’s because I’m dying. How can you be so callous?”

Not callous. Just pragmatic, Angela thought, stroking the divorce papers, now moot, in her pocket.

Michael Seese has published three books, not to mention a lot of short stories, flash fiction, and poetry. He currently is shilling his latest work, a long short story / short novella titled Rebecca’s Fall From… Other than that, he spends his spare time rasslin’ with three young’uns. Visit MichaelSeese.com or follow @MSeeseTweets to laugh with him or at him.