The Day I Took Care of The Body

photo by Jurien Huggins on Unsplash

That moment before you’re completely awake, when you’re still caught in the throes of a nightmare, struggling like a swimmer to surface, was the moment my fingers brushed the note.

“I took care of the body.”

Then I was wide awake, the note receding into the stuff of dreams, and I put it all behind me because I was running late for work. Was it a premonition? A…