Judge Hickum approached the elegant stranger nursing a Bloody Mary. “We’ve not met. Roger Hickum . Are you a new member?”
“I’ve closely followed your illustrious career for many years.”
“Thank you. Retired twelve years now. You look familiar. At Yale?”
“I’ve known you since birth.”
“Oh?” said the Judge, looking around for the club’s security officer.
“I’m not always dressed this way, Roger. Time to go home.”
“Home?”
“In popular imagination, I wear a long black robe.”
‘You’re a priest?”
“And carry a scythe. It’s time.”
Judge Hickum fell, lifeless, to the floor, later diagnosed as suffering a cerebral hemorrhage.
“I’ve closely followed your illustrious career for many years.”
“Thank you. Retired twelve years now. You look familiar. At Yale?”
“I’ve known you since birth.”
“Oh?” said the Judge, looking around for the club’s security officer.
“I’m not always dressed this way, Roger. Time to go home.”
“Home?”
“In popular imagination, I wear a long black robe.”
‘You’re a priest?”
“And carry a scythe. It’s time.”
Judge Hickum fell, lifeless, to the floor, later diagnosed as suffering a cerebral hemorrhage.
