Dying For You

People died frequently around Miller. Luckily, not permanently. An early memory was a family beach-resort vacation; a swimmer was lost to the riptide. Her bloated body washed up the next day, but gasped into breath before the paramedics could arrive. In high school, at his fast-food job, a disgruntled customer shot up the place. As Miller’s manager bled out, the life fled her eyes…then came back. In college, with his best friend driving during a downpour, they crashed horrifically; his friend was decapitated. When the head started talking, that’s when Miller knew it was his fault and no one else’s.