Life after Death

He wiped his face and took a deep breath. A black sack on the shoulders and he walked out of the room, into the hall, faking a smile as he bid farewell to the grown ups.

She followed him down the steps, hands on his shoulders, full of emotion but lost for words. They walked out of the parking lot, towards the main road. His heart, sinking with every step they took.

It was time. He looked at her one last time, knowing that she had something to say, but it was time. He turned around, and left. Her face became smaller as the rick drove away and all he could hear was a cacophony of the noisy engine, the empty streets and his silent cries.

I now know what life after death is.