My Obit

  

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Finish the story begins with: “She lived a life that some would describe as being on edge.”

She lived a life that some would describe as being on edge.  

Jenny pulled back her grey ponytail. Her old eye surveys the cabin.  Her simple two room shack did her well.  Self-substaining her farm was small.  Her life was simple.

 “It’s that all there is?” She asked the tiger striped cat at her feet.  Her obituary was a little short.  At least she could have them rewrite it still.  

“I guess people can’t be on their own anymore.  Shame they don’t say who discovered me.  I’d like to know.  You know just to thank them for looking in on me.  I got them two thin nickels to leave you.  Alfred, they are all yours. Like this place.  I don’t know if I can leave them to a cat.”

“I guess I’ll keep that obit.  Maybe frame it..put it on the wall.  When I feel dead, I’ll just read it over.”