LARGE PRINT EDITIONCome fly with me.
I\'ve always liked to live on the wild side, though, so I guess I\'m about to find out..
I have no idea if I\'ve got the guts to follow through, or what Death would do about open insubordination.
Big words.
But I can tell Death I quit.
It\'s hardwired into me.
I can\'t not Reap.
Me and all the other Reapers.
Used me.
Death smiled pretty to my face and then lied to me.
Ha She neglected to mention I command way more magic than she\'d let on in Reaper school.
Good little Reaper that I am, I never examined any of it too deeply, just crafted portals, exactly as Death trained me.
Almost like a drug or fine old whiskey, it made me high, filled me with delight, and left me glowing with the rightness of providing a last bit of compassion.
Silly me, I actually enjoyed Reaping.
Back when my life was simpler, I thought all I had to do was hold gateways for the dead to pass through.
Except my new tagline will be, come die with me.
Maybe it will work for the dead once I launch my own Reaping business.
Catchy, huh? It works for airlines.
LARGE PRINT EDITIONCome fly with me
