Is Death The Grand Finale?

This story is inspired by actual events.

Jean Stevens has an impish grin and a twinkle in her eye that makes you wonder what she’s up to…

AP Photo/Michael RubinKam

This morning Jean slipped on a pair of khaki pants and a light blue top before padding down the hall to check on her twin.  Sister June had been diagnosed with cancer and June brought her home so she could take care of her, so they could be close.

June was staying in the spare room nearby. Jean dressed her sister in her best house coat and touched up her face a little. After putting on her glasses, June looked pretty good. Jean chattered about the day as she sprayed June with her favorite perfume.

After a bite to eat, she trudged across the yard to check on her hubby. James was in the garage which is separate from the house. Jean found him sitting on an old couch stored against the wall. She sat and talked with James for a bit before heading back to the house to do her chores.

Jean had a full and happy life; even if it did mean taking care of her ailing sister and elderly husband.

Problem is sister June and hubby James … are dead.

Jean had them dug up and brought home because she isn’t sure what happens after we die. Is that it? Is death the grand finale? Still, she realizes that a sky filled with stars and a deer in the fields had to come from somewhere. “There must be somebody who created this. It didn’t come up like mushrooms.”

Another reason Jean had to get her sister and husband out the ground is that she and June had always been claustrophobic. “That’s suffocation to me, even though you aren’t breathing.”

No one knows how long Jean had been living with the corpses. If the neighbors that mow her lawn and take her shopping were aware, they ain’t talkin.’ The 91-year-old thinks a relative of her late husband ratted on her.

“I think that is dirty, rotten,” Jean declared.

A decision on the charges is expected soon.

May Your Glass Always Be Half Full


Hi Friends:

Will try to put a couple of pictures together
soon to show what I did on vacation.

About Maxi

Hi … I'm Maxi, a retiree with an addiction. I have quit: raising kids, cleaning house, cooking, doing laundry—there is no end the list—everything is done on "have to." The addiction? Writing to my last breath. blessings ~ maxi
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