sackful of prunes, opened his eyes.
'You're late,' he whispered, and died.
Mort swallowed, fought toronto gay men for breath, and brought toronto gay men the scythe around in a slow
arc. Nevertheless, it was accurate enough; the abbot sat up,
leaving his
corpse behind.
'Not a toronto gay men moment too soon,' toronto gay men he said, in a toronto gay men voice only Mort could hear. 'You
had me worried for a moment there.'
'Okay?' said Mort. 'Only I've got to rush -'
The abbot swung himself off the bed and walked towards Mort through the
ranks of his bereaved followers.
'Don't rush off,' he said. 'I always look forward to these talks. What's
happened to the usual fellow?'
'Usual fellow?' said Mort, bewildered.
'Tall toronto gay men chap. Black cloak. Doesn't get enough to eat, by the look of him,'
said the abbot.
'Usual fellow? You mean Death?' said Mort.
'That's him,' said the abbot, cheerfully. Mort's mouth hung toronto gay men open.
'Die a lot, do you?' he managed.
'A fair bit. A fair bit. Of course,' said the abbot, 'once you get the
hang of it, it's only a matter of practice.'
'It is?'
'We must be off,' said the abbot. toronto gay men mort's mouth snapped shut.
'That's what I've been trying to say,' he said.
'So if you could just drop me off down in the valley,' the little monk
continued placidly. He swept past Mort and headed toronto gay men for the courtyard. Mort
stared at toronto gay men the floor for a moment, toronto gay men and then ran after him in a way which he
knew to be extremely unprofessional and undignified.
'Now look -' he began.
'The toronto gay men other one had a toronto gay men horse toronto gay men called Binky, I remember,' said the abbot
pleasantly. 'Did you buy toronto gay men the toronto gay men round off him?'
The
round?' said Mort, now toronto gay men completely lost.
'Or whatever. Forgive me,' said the abbot, 'I don't really know how these
things are toronto gay men organized, lad.'
'toronto gay men Mort,' said Mort, absently. 'And I think you're supposed to come back
with me, toronto gay men sir. If you don't mind,' he toronto gay men added, in what he hoped was a firm and
authoritative manner. The monk turned and smiled pleasantly at him.
'I toronto gay men wish I could,' he said. 'Perhaps one day. Now, if you could give me a
lift as far as the nearest village, I imagine I'toronto gay men m being conceived about
now.'
'Conceived? But you've just died!' said Mort.
'Yes, but, you see, I have what you might call a season ticket,' the toronto gay men abbot
explained.
toronto gay men light dawned on Mort, but very slowly.
'Oh,' he said, 'I've read about this. Reincarnation, yes?'
'That's the word. Fifty-three times so far. Or fifty-four.'
Binky looked up as they approached and gave a short neigh