I am never totally free of Death. He bombards me hourly…daily. Payne is my constant companion. She is an endless nagging reminder that every breath I take is hard won. I do my best to ignore Death and make Payne my bitch.
The way I see it, if Death wants me so badly, he’s going to have to chase my dying ass as Payne and I zip up and down the streets of my new home in Hell on my electric blue Vespa. Life isn’t easy, but nothing on this planet, or beyond, could make me welcome Death’s chilling kiss.