#ScribesAndMakers Oct 28: I never expected...

to be on this side of the lid. You spend your whole life puttin’ folks in ‘em, you never think — least I didn’t — about bein’ the ‘loved one’ yourself.

As if each funeral bill I’d collected was a bet against death.

Now in this backless suit with eau d’formaldahide stinkin’ up the place, all I can hear is my ol’ partner upsellin’ my wife on headstones and flowers.

I try to scream it’s all a boondoggle, but for the cotton filled in my mouth.