“𝑁𝑜𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑢𝑠,” 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑝𝑠𝑒, 𝑎𝑑𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑗𝑢𝑑𝑔𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑙 𝑡𝑠𝑘 𝑡𝑠𝑘. “𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑎 𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒, 𝑑𝑖𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢?”
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“𝑈𝐹𝑂 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑈𝑛𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝐹𝑙𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑂𝑏𝑗𝑒𝑐𝑡. 𝐼𝑓 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑝𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛’𝑡 𝑒𝑥𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑒𝑑, 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦?”
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“𝐸𝑎𝑟𝑡ℎ-𝐶𝑜𝑚 𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛’𝑡 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑜𝑤𝑛 ℎ𝑢𝑠𝑏𝑎𝑛𝑑?”
“𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑠𝑎𝑦 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑𝑏𝑦𝑒. 𝐹𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑐𝑎𝑛’𝑡 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐸𝑎𝑟𝑡ℎ 𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑡. 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑦’𝑑 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡. 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑒 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑤𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑟.”
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“𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛?”
“𝐽𝑢𝑛𝑒 2𝑛𝑑, 2035.”
𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑢𝑝. 𝐻𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑙𝑒𝑓𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑘𝑒𝑦𝑏𝑜𝑎𝑟𝑑.
“𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡’𝑠 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑆𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑑𝑎𝑦, 𝑆𝑖𝑟. 𝑀𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑜𝑠𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑠.”
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𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑛, 𝑖𝑛 2023, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑦𝑒 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑑. 𝐼𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑, 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑛-𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑝𝑢𝑝𝑖𝑙 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑡𝑒. 𝐼𝑡 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑒𝑑, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐸𝑎𝑟𝑡ℎ...
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“𝐵𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑌𝐴 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑟.”
“𝑇𝑤𝑜 𝑓𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑒. 𝑆𝑢𝑝𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑑𝑙𝑦.”
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“You’re overreacting. It was a prank. She said she found the bone.”
“She said she found it on the African savanna. Those were her words. She was holding it when she came out of the YA corner.”
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“You’re overreacting. It was a prank. She said she found the bone.”
“She said she found it on the African savanna. Those were her words. She was holding it when she came out of the YA corner.”
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“You’re overreacting. It was a prank. She said she found the bone.”
“She said she found it on the African savanna. Those were her words. She was holding it when she came out of the YA corner.”
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Her assistant had done a fine job massaging away rigor mortis, and Ethel turned the right hand up, so she could see the deep-lined palm. “Not one callus,” she said to the corpse, adding a judgmental tsk tsk.“ You never really worked a day in your life, did you?” From what he experienced as a foggy, gray cloud in the southeast corner of the embalming room ceiling, Professor Armand Curtiss frowned. Or would have frowned, if he had a mouth with which to do so. Of course, he didn’t seem to have eyes or ears, but here he was, watching and listening. To this rude woman. Insulting him. Her finger traced the upturned palm’s life line. “I wish we’d met sooner, Professor. I could have warned you this day was coming. You might have eaten better, drank less, taken care of yourself.” The head line was a ruler-straight gash across the palm, with no breaks or cross-lines. Ethel sighed. “You wouldn’t have believed me anyway, Mr. Reason. Mr. Science.” Of course not, he thought sternly from his vaporous corner. Palmistry. Superstitious nonsense. Supernatural gobbledygook.
Of course not, he thought sternly from his vaporous corner. Palmistry. Superstitious nonsense. Supernatural gobbledygook. “I’m talking to you like you’re alive, Professor Curtiss,” she said gently, no longer looking down at the body on the table, but turning her head slowly left and then right to take in the whole room, “because I’m not sure you understand what’s happened. You had a heart attack and you died. It’s common for souls to linger near their body until they accept the reality of the situation. I can feel you watching me.” The whole thing was outrageous. He refused to participate in this sideshow. Student prank, that’s what it was. Heads would roll. Expel every last conspirator. But first, he had to get out. Get back to the college. “There’s only one way out,” Ethel responded, as if he’d spoken the words. “I’ll bet a sophisticated guy like you never watched popular movies. But there’s a famous line from Poltergeist – ‘Go into the light!’ … It sounds dumb, I know. But that’s really what’s next. You have to accept that you’re dead, and move on to the next world.” Next world… Bah. Call campus security. I want this woman arrested. Ethel turned again to the open palm. She studied the heart line.
“Three marriages!” she exclaimed. “There must’ve been some serious passion bubbling under all those deep thoughts.” She frowned, then, “Oh. You only really loved the first one.” She could not know this. He would not be forced to think about this. His wives… “Look, Prof, I’m not judging you. That first wife. The one you loved. The sooner you call her here to guide you into the light, the better for both of us. You get eternal bliss, and I get to start the work they actually pay me to do. Your part’s more fun.” Her. Roxanne. The only woman he ever loved. The one cancer tore young from his arms to teach him the excruciating folly of love. The lie of “forever.” “I can’t call her for you. I don’t know her name. I don’t know anything about her. You have to do it.” I won’t do it, he thought. I will not think of Roxanne. I will not remember Roxanne. I will not pine for Roxanne. I will not feel… I will not feel… I will not…
He had no shoulder, but he recognized the touch of Roxanne’s hand suddenly resting there. Turning him to face her. Then a single word from her lips, like a shining, light-capped river, wrapped him in a blinding current that carried them both away – forever. Ethel released a slow breath. It was just her and the body now. She collected her syringe and tissue filler, the cadaver makeup kit. Reading palms was a fun hobby, she thought. But embalming was her business. She got down to business. From 14 X 7 - Fourteen Stories in 7,000 Words: SciFi Flash Fiction, by Jack Preston King
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Ethel Craigge, Palm Reader to the Dead
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“You’re overreacting. It was a prank."
"She said she found the bone.”
“She said she found it on the African savanna. Those were her words. She was holding it when she came out of the YA corner.”
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“Earth-Com says I can’t message my own husband?”
“You cannot say goodbye. Front line soldiers can’t know the Earth is lost. They’d lose their will to fight. And we must still win the war.”
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