There once was a couple -a fat man and his skinny wife constantly smiling at each other they are so much in love -with life itself, everything feels so complete today is a sunny day, a good day for lunch in the park, they spread out a blanket preparing a feast for two, as they do this task the fat man, brings a clenched fist to his chest and his eyes go wide, he drops his half glass of wine and the skinny wife steps forward, coming to his side she quickly yells for help to no avail, from the passers-by so then, the skinny wife remarks to herself, how permanent that death feels -unlike this beautiful day and the love of her life, she knew- facts remain, life and days are fleeting at best