The Pro Bono Assassin

Irreversible things break your heart forever.  All you can do is try not to think about them.  And if you do, you must find a way to suppress the neuroses caused by pain and uncertainty.  Not knowing is the worst.

I didn’t remember anything but I had a feeling there was something I wasn’t supposed to remember.  That’s why I dedicated myself to the garden.  Every time something grew it was a disappointment because that meant I would have to find something else to plant and make not grow.  So I started to plant things in the dead earth; in corners where nothing had grown or could grow.  Or so I thought.  Gardening only kept me busy for a while and soon the things I wasn’t supposed to remember began to haunt me.  Then it rained when it wasn’t supposed to.

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