He asks.

“Yeah probably, I’m here quite often. “ I replied.

Well? Are you gonna go through with it today?”

He asked with a grim tone.

“I’ll go if you go” I told him.

He looked at me with his dead fish like eyes. “ok”

He put the noose around his neck and stepped off. It was standard, he kicked around, struggled and it even looked like he regretted it. But alas, it was too late. As his body swings...