Bring a Bodybag When I Am Ninety Two
My friend and I were talking about retiring.
I chickened out. I like big money.
She put in her papers.
She is older than me by a year and a half.
I will miss her terribly but I cannot do it yet.
Two weeks at home was two or three days too long for me.
I will go out in a body bag when I am ninety-two.
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