They told me some time ago that the weather in
that part of the world
was a lot like milk - you enjoy it while you got it cause
sooner or later
it's going to go bad.
Well Pam wasn't the kind of woman who was going to let
a good moment
go unsavored. We were walking down that little gravel
trail,
the one we always took into town, when up jumped this
rattlesnake
and bit her on the leg.
Two hours later she was dead. Graveyard dead.
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