99 Stories of God

87. Plot

A famous war correspondent reached the age when she could no longer attend wars. She threw herself into the writing of fiction, at which she did not excel. She had married numerous times but had lately given up on men. She had never involved herself with women. She traveled, swam, and wrote her bold and unnecessary books. She remained fit, chic, and rather frightening to others well into her seventies.

One Valentine’s Day, she decided the time had come to die. There was a single pill she had gotten hold of years before to be employed at the correct moment. She tidied up her apartment, bought vases of fresh flowers, and put on a stunning ivory-colored silk nightgown. Then she couldn’t find the pill.

After that, you can imagine. Her remaining years were as a nightmare to her.