Reaped

"Oh, hey."

"Hi."

"So...soon?"

"Now."

"Oh. Kinda early, huh? I mean, I di-"

"I don't really work on other people's schedules."

"Ha. I figured."

"..."

"So, any advice?"

"It will hurt. Don't try to find the reason, or purpose. You are dirt flowing into soil, experiencing the cycle. Nothing has really changed."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"Can you just,  like, tell them, eventually? When you seem them."

"Tell your children everything? Even-"

"Yes."

"Very well."

"...One last thing?"

"What."

"I won't, FEEL, anymore, right?"

"Yup."

"Good. Thanks."