When Death Knocks

When Death knocks on your door, you let him in while he´s asking politely. You offer him a seat in your finest chair and ask if he would like a cup of black coffee. When he agrees, you hand him the freshly cleaned mug and take a seat in the chair across from him, being careful not to make too much noise. You ask ¨Why the sudden visit?¨ and he quietly places his cup onto the wooden table with his eyes purposefully lowered until the last second. Inhaling a deep breath, he interlocks his fingers as his sorrowful eyes stare deep into yours as if questioning whether to answer truthfully or not.

And then he lies, ¨I just wanted to see you.¨