It's a Wonderful Death

"I'm aware of that Alex, but you do still live with your mother."

Alex sank back into the couch. A long moment passed. Alex stayed silent. Worthington rolled his platinum pen in between his fingers.

"Well then, let me tell you about my family," said Worthington after a while. "I have three girls as you can see. The oldest is eight. And if that isn't enough for you, my wife and I are expecting. We're going to have our first son, Alex. What do you think about that? Isn't that exciting?"

"Hardly," blurted out Alex before he could contain himself.

Dr. Worthington chuckled to himself. "I didn't think you would think so. But unless you talk to me, I am going to have to drone on about my family and how my girls love to go soccer practice and summer camp and how the youngest is just learning to ride a bike."

"Please don't."





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