Grampy’s End of the World Prediction
by Rose Blackthorn
Grampy always said, “When the world ends, it won’t go out with a bang. It’ll go with a whimper.”
A’course he died a decade back, so he never knew.
I been thinkin’ on him a lot lately. Cantankerous old man who always had to prove hisself right.
Most of our kin are hidin’ in their root cellars, clutchin’ their bibles or their rifles, whichever they put more stock in.
Me? I’m sittin’ here in the yard, listenin’. As the sun goes nova, the sky burns. Sounds more like a tea-kettle shriekin’ than a whimper. But it’s definitely not a bang.