“When people die before their time, they stay here until they reach the date when they would have died without human interference,” Anthony said. “Those are the dates on your mug. The third date is the date when you should have died had you been allowed to live a full life.”
I did a quick count. I would have died at the age of 82 years, three months and two days. Somehow I'd expected something more - dramatic. I mean, OK, perhaps I wasn't expecting people singing "Happy Deathday to you" and presenting me with a cake - but something more than this, surely, should have greeted my demise?
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