The man lie in bed, staring at the ceiling.

The man lie in bed, staring at the ceiling. The nurse, a girl, in comparison, told him just to call out if he needed anything. He gave no reply, that she could hear, but

Rosaline caught him as he slowly drifted down. The blizzard obscured all their surroundings, but he could still see her face. She looked just as she had 14 years ago.

He gazed into her eyes felt warmth. He couldn't remember when he had last felt like this, only that it was a time when the world was so much simpler. He so wanted this to last, but

his trousers were on fire & he had to get into the ambulance. "Farewell my love!" he waved from the stretcher. "See you on the other side!" She threw her skirt over her head &'wept

, while everyone else laughed...because it was Tuesday & she had her Friday panties on. She didn't care. She was going to see her love on the "other side" right now! She drove to

Sandy Bottom Lake to meet her date, who grew up in Butte, Montana. At the water's edge, he waited to meet her, while wearing a daring mankini and knee sock combo. She was

a total knockout - he flushed with desire at her approach. She asked him to do a turn. Wow, his mankini was showing a LOT of cheek but somehow it worked. "Tell me about Butte" she

purred, slowly pacing towards him, exaggerating a rocking movement of her hips. Maybe-- just maybe-- she would be able to get the information she needed from this love-struck fool.

She wrapped her chiffon scarf across his face & bent over to whisper in his ear. That's when she noticed the dagger sticking out of the base of his throat. He gurgled once & died.