A Slippery Slope

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Snake Oil

   

"I'll tell you what you're going to do. You're going to keep confidence only with your Maker, you will answer to no one else, you will trip, fall & get back up again and keep going. Never say die until Death looks you in the eye and says Come With Me. Even then check over your shoulder to be sure He's not looking at some guy standing behind you."

"Thank you Grandfather, I will do my best to remember your instructions."

The elder reached into the holy fire, rubbed his thumb into the soot, "Safe journey kid. See ya in about 26 years." The grandfather touched the ash to the point between the boy's eyes and he slipped down into the womb.

 

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