8/20/17

Frozen Popcorn and Eternity

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“Oh. This is a good one, Three of Wands reversed.” I threw popcorn at August from the sofa where I sat. He lay on a pillow on the floor. We were watching The Conjuring for the twentieth time. August loves movies.

“What, what does it portend?” He threw the popcorn back at me, it was frozen.

“Your inability to move forward in the afterlife. Our inevitable eternity together.”

“You’ll die eventually.”

“And then what?”

He sat up. “I don’t know, actually.”