Death Eighteen: A FRIEND FROM HOME

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[Death had not enjoyed the holiday. Not at all. However when he walks outside he finds a rather strange, rather large box waiting for him by the mailbox.

A. There is a white horse standing outside the house. No such thing as a white horse you say? Binky is odd like that. Death is patting his head. Binky is a little confused at the moment.

B. There is

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[Luke was on his way to the park, and as soon as the horse lands he jumps back in surprise.]

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[Death glances over as he get's off the horse.]

HELLO LUKE.

[Why yes. This is perfectly normal.]

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Hello um...Mr. Death.

This is your horse?

[He's reaching up to pet Binky on the nose now.]

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[Binky leans down to be patted.]

YES. THE TOWN RETURNED HIM TO ME.

HIS NAME IS BINKY.

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[Luke looks at the horse again.]

Hello Binky. How are you?

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[Binky whinnies.]

Confused.

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[Luke gives a sympathetic pat on Binky's nose.]

It's okay, my friend Toppy was confused when he got here too. You're not in your own world anymore, as strange as that sounds.

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YOU CAN UNDERSTAND HIM?

[Perhaps the small child is not as "normal" as he'd thought.]

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Mhm! I can talk to animals.

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HOW DID YOU LEARN TO DO THAT?

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I didn't really "learn" it, it just sort of happened one day.

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DID ANYTHING ODD HAPPEN THAT DAY?

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...Not really. Over time it became easier and easier to understand what they were saying.

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[He nods]

HOW INTERESTING.