Candles?
Incense?
Silver?
I went down my checklist. All was paid in credit, since after my demise, the credit score wouldn't concern me any longer.
I pressed the doorbell to Carpenter's home and Michel answered.
-"Who died?"
I stared straight into his eyes.
-"I may. I have come to say goodbye."
He scrunched his brow, the scars in his cheek furrowing.
-"You are not joking, are you?"
My throat constricted and I was unable to speak. Michael took me in a rib crushing hug.
Char saw us and she joined the "Hug a Sad Wizard" campaign.
My sobs were soon mirrored by half a dozen rugrats.
-"Wanca Haddy, no leave."
-"I have to, anklebiter."
I'm not ashamed to admit, my will almost broke.
Maybe I could hide from the Warden, flee to the NeverNever.
Why not?
I would rather be dead than dishonoured.
My answer earned a purr of approval.