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her father was a writer

Had been

Before he suicided

Overdosed on some pills or something

like that

He had a few novels to his name

and some short story collections

Other than that he

only left behind a daughter

who several days after his cremation

brought her boyfriend

to her house and said to him,

«Look, since you wanna be a journalist and call

yourself a big fan of my dad’s works,

I’m gonna give you something

to write about tonight. For your

magazine. An

article about the departed genius.»

«Really?» He smiled,

expecting her to share some of

her father’s unpublished

manuscripts or

something like that. It would surely

aid in his journalist career. Put him

ahead of the competition

But

she grabbed the urn that contained

the great writer’s ashes and

said, «Yeah. Look, I’m gonna pour these

into the toilet and take a shit

over them.

You can write about it and

take pictures too.»

«What?»

«Hey, you don’t meet up with a story like

this every day. Take

it or leave it.»