The Mourners were all there; The ones who loved him, the ones who had lost it all because of his death, and the ones who paid for his poor judgement. No, dying was very inconvenient for almost everyone.
No matter the name on the Death Certificate this time, this one was really dead. After overcoming the MOB, The Syndicate, and the CIA, and finding love in the middle; that dying thing just was not fair.
In my store you will encounter Adventure, Mystery, Love, Love Lost, A Future imagined, and one, yet to be imagined.
This is not the Writer's Room but the Story Tellers Room.
You are invited to dream and wonder but please leave your degrees at the door... The Author, The Storyteller.
