Before and After (Before and After, #1)

by Andrew Shanahan

By the middle of the third day I welcome death, but death is busy elsewhere.

I have a path of doing nothing that leads to death. I have a very narrow path that might lead to life. I must at least try this route for her.

As he grew, life became a stream of occupational therapists, bariatric specialists and the gradual invasion of the sort of equipment that had supported Ben to carry on eating as he chose.

OT mentioned 💞💖💕🩷🌸☀️✨

Above, the massed glories of the constellations go about their celestial business, entirely unaware and uncaring of what is happening on earth.

In a post-electric world, wasting battery power is the cardinal sin but my rationalisation has been that a world without music – especially on your birthday - isn’t one that is worth living in.