the adventures of larabie and miss kitti at death’s vestibule

stephen-baum

Larabie and Miz Kitti had a long standing friendly rivalry.

One Saturday morning she truly overwhelmed him.

“Go through the tunnel. I double dip defy you,” was her ultimatum.

“No thanks. I’ll have to face God in there and I haven’t been to confession in a few weeks.”

“Heaven, Purgatory, Hell,” he stammered. “I’m in no hurry.”

“Nobody likes a sissy,” she chanted.

“People only call it Death’s Vestibule as a joke. You don’t honestly believe that crock, do you?

Hmmmmmmm?”

Torn between cold logic and traditional local legend, Larabie was stumped. He couldn’t wait to

settle this score but good.

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