"I say, old
chap. Do you think we could settle for a quid?" I looked at the ghostly
looking figure standing there. "Hey, I am talking to you. Do we
settle?"
"Hard
negotiator, huh? I seen worse." I shuffled my feet. "Lots of bout on
my feet."
"What is this?
A covenant? I never signed one like this. You sure its my signature." I
frowned. "My creator signed that? Before I was born. DNA certified. My Dad
signed for me? He was illiterate."
"Oh, you
meant HIM." I sighed. "Life never was fair. Lead the way for me to
Hell."
For our tenure for the round of living here, we had all signed a
covenant to leave when its time. Its just that some of us lived badly to leave
for the subway instead of taking to the skies.
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