By Saki Pdf: Laura

She did not write back. Instead, she began planning her next funeral. It was, she had heard, going to be a very good one. The deceased had been a tax collector, universally detested. There would be no tears. There might, if she was lucky, be a fistfight.

Yours in mutual contempt, Julian

"On the contrary," said Laura, "he will complete me. He hates everyone I hate—the living, that is. The dead he treats with appropriate respect. Last Tuesday we went to a funeral together for a woman neither of us had heard of, and he held my hand through the entire service. It was more romantic than Venice." laura by saki pdf

Laura put down her cup of tea very carefully. She did not write back