Freddy lay in his hospital bed, dying.
Susie held his hand and waited.
“Pray with me,” said Freddy.
“I’ve already prayed,” said Susie. “For you to fucking die. I just wish it wouldn’t take so fucking long.”
Freddy’s eyes got wider when Susie pulled the pillow out from under his head.
“Why?” was his last word, as Susie shoved the pillow over his face.
Freddy couldn’t put up much of a fight. He went pretty quick.
Susie caught her breath, looked to the sky, and said “Fuck you for making me wait so long.”
Then she yelled for a nurse.