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The Death Deal by Ron Padgett
Ever since that moment when it first occurred to me that I would die (like everyone on earth!) I struggled against this eventuality, but never thought of how I'd die, exactly, until around thirty I made a mental list: hit by car, shot in head by random ricochet, crushed beneath boulder, victim of gas explosion, head banged hard in fall from ladder, vaporized in plane crash, dwindling away with cancer, and so on. I tried to think of which I'd take if given the choice, and came up time and again with He died in his sleep. Now that I'm officially old, though deep inside not old officially or otherwise, I'm oddly almost cheered by the thought that I might find out in the not too distant future. Now for lunch