Hiding from a Coworker
A coworker stops to talk
Her sister has nine lives
She has died six times already
I have no reply
She gives me the details
All of them a bit worse than the last
Then she mentions her brother.
He has been in prison.
For driving drunk and killing four
Three in another car, and his three-year-old-son
I am horrified, how much worse can this get?
She comes back to give me extra details.
I can barely function now
Terrified there will be another story
I do not think I can take one more
But she has three more; I lock my door and hide.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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