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The Deceased


Two years seemed to go by faster than a week, and over that time, Gillen and Jarvis had put away their small savings, which had added up to a large amount for themselves. They continued to work for Tom and live in their places they had purchased. One day, in the mid of summer Gillen and Jarvis arrived at their workplace to find the most disturbing sign one could imagine to see.
Evicted.
“What does that mean, evicted?” Gillen asked in shock. “Our jobs then are lost!”
Jarvis shook his head in wonder.
“I think we should go to Tom’s house.”
So they took off at a quick pace down the street, not even bothering to be concerned about the crowd. They banged their fists hard on the door, once arriving at his house, and awaited with their hands behind their backs impatiently. Courtney answered shortly after. Her cheeks were stained with tears and her puffy eyes were red.
“Yes?” She asked in a miserable voice.
“What has happened?” Jarvis asked.
“Tom…has passed on,” she said with a fit of crying. “He died in the night. At least he was in peace,” she added as more tears slid down her cheeks.
“What about the store?” Gillen asked. “What about the store!”
She shook her head grimly.
“They took it. They said that our funds were lacking of late to pay the required taxes and so they had to close it. I’m sorry boys, but you will have to find a new place of working I suppose.”
“Who should care about that?” Jarvis asked, teary-eyed and his voice quivering as he fought to hold it all back. “When is the funeral? I must attend!”
“A week from today.”
“I will be there.”
“So will I,” Gillen said stepping in.
He put a hand on Jarvis’ back to try to comfort him. He wasn’t concerned; however, with Tom, though he knew his emotions would begin to run sooner or later for his beloved friend, he was concerned about their pay, and how they would make it now. Two years of this luxury which was living normally like any other person in Copeland was too long to have to then go back to poverty. The change would be so great, that he should probably die if it occurred.



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