The Day I Kissed An Older Man by Cher the Cherished

The nurses left the morgue after they put Corinne’s body on the stainless steel table.

Before they left, one of them said, “Miss, I know you’re sad about your friend’s death, but it’s best not to stay in this place for too long. You can leave after you’ve said your goodbyes.”

Anya nodded. “Okay. Thank you, nurse. Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”

“And whatever you do, don’t lift the white cloth on the dead body, okay? I don’t want you to be frightened by the patient’s face; car crash victims aren’t always pretty to look at. There’ll be plenty of time to look at her after the morgue makeup artist works her magic on your friend,” added the nurse.

jumped for joy, though she

morgue as they had other duties to attend

Corinne’s face—or, at least, what was left of her face. All she could see was a bloody pulp. It was a disgusting sight to behold. Anyone in their right mind would

mind as she suddenly cackled. “Hahahahaha! Serves you right,

this new ugly face of yours if you survived! My guess is

creatures. The only reason he liked you was because you were pretty. Tsk, tsk, tsk! Why did you have to die so easily? What a buzzkill.

feels like to have Jeremy slowly get tired of you until he decides to abandon you one day. Oh, just the thought of it makes me want to jump for joy! It’s a pity you’re dead, Corinne.