Sunday, 1 May 2011





“My friend Olivia was so nice and pretty, she just had that natural loveliness.”

“She sounds lovely.”

“She was lovely and everyone she met loved her.”

“She sounds perfect.”

“She was almost perfect.”

“And so what is the story?”

“Well, Olivia had one bad habit. I guess we call it a bad habit. But for the longest time we didn’t know how bad it was for us.”

“Over eating?”

“Smoking.”

“Such a shame it was so bad for us.”

“I know, so many of us liked it.”

“So many of us.”

“Any way Olivia managed to give it.”

“She stopped successfully?”

“We yes, she did. And she was living her best life with the love of her life Peter.”

“It sounds perfect.”

“Yes, Olivia and Pete were perfect for each other.”

“This is a lovely story.”

“Then many years after Olivia had given up and she had forgotten all about cigarettes…”

“Forgotten all about them.”

“Olivia never seemed like a smoker anyway.”

“She was too lovely.”

“She started to get a bit of a cough.”

“Poor Olivia.”

The cough didn’t seem to go away.”

“Oh no.”

“The cough got worse.”

“This is terrible.”

“And worse.”

“Olivia assumed she had repaired from her smoking day.”

“It was so long ago.”

“But she hadn’t.”

“She hadn’t?”

“No.”

“No?

“No.”

“Oh.”

“Olivia didn’t survive that cough.”

“Oh no.”

“And she didn’t repair after quitting smoking.”

“She didn’t?”

“And she died.”

“That is terrible.”

“And Pete was left heartbroken.”

“Poor Pete.”

“And he never got over Olivia.”

“Oh, don’t smoke.”

“No.”


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