“Oh, she didn’t die of old age,” the receptionist said. “Moose accident on the way to the store to get more vape cartridges. You have to be careful with the moose, because their eyes don’t shine in the dark—” “Because they’re too tall!” Sunny finished for her, and then gave my shoulder a little shake. “I told you!” “But at least she died doing what she loved,” the receptionist concluded.
