I See You've Called in Dead

by John Kenney

Maybe words don’t matter much. Maybe it’s all in the unsaid.

“There are these nuns,” Howard said. “We ran this story a while back. They practice something called memento mori. Latin for remember that you die. They sit and pray, meditating on this notion, that in every action we should remember, have to remember, that we die. When they were asked if it was depressing, they said no, quite the opposite. They said it makes life so … almost impossibly beautiful.”

You can fall in love with someone from their smile. He drew you in with that smile. Be my friend, it said. Enter my rare and endlessly interesting world.