It didn’t matter anymore.
That shipment of designer-label makeup and brushes Maggie saved and saved for, finally sitting in its box on her porch.
Those Mike sneakers Joe wasted his entire paycheck on.
The brand-new, glistening, powerful Lawn Steere tractor (and attachments) Lori drove home from the shop just yesterday. Parked in the outbuilding of her late grandfather’s estate.
Steve’s collection of bottle caps.
Ada’s books. Oh, how she loved books.
Even Clair’s six pack of beer, alone on the dusty counter.
None of that mattered, anymore, as Maggie, Joe, Lori, Steve, Ada, Clair, and every sentient being watched-heard-felt-breathed Methuselah’s Comet break through the atmosphere. And silence all of Earth.

©2021 Chel Owens
doomsday
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You can’t take it with you.
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for sure!
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Oh, this is rather an awful thought. I hope you are feeling refreshed after your break, Chel.
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😀 I’m just starting the break. We’ll see how it goes!
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Wise sentiment in your words. (And a beautiful photo!)
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❤ Thank you.
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A very important lesson in this very short story. Love people, not things.
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❤ Cherish the most important things.
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My, aren’t we cheery this morning! What happened – did you crash the Porsche?
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😀 They wouldn’t approve the loan…
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but it mattered the day before 😉
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Ha! Exactly true.
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This is the reason that you should always eat dessert first!
Well done, Chel.
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😀 “Eat Dessert First” would’ve been a much better title!
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Ouch
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I’m sure it will all be over quickly.
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Endings are rarely happy
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Ah; a different takeaway.
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You know I go out of the box
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That’s where the 6-pack of beer might come in handy.
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The stupid guy shouldn’t have run off in panic without it!!
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Whoa. The chills running across my skin are ferocious. Phew, Chelsea. Intense writing.
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Mwahahaha
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Holy Methuselah! See Chel, that’s why I don’t like blinding Revelations.
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Aw, snap. Very nice. 👏🏻
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Oh dear. We never know the hour or the day. I just hope it’s not too soon.
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Same! I doubt I’ll see it in my lifetime, though.
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🤩
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It’s the end of the world as we know it!
Great story 😊
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Thanks!!
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💜💜
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Uplifting. Reminds me not to watch the news. Look after yourself.
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Thank you.
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