Exerpt from my forthcoming book as titled above. (No names, no spoilers).


"I had several things happen to me, and when they did - I realised several things were true. What were they? That when the end comes you don't see your whole life flash before you-"
She laughed, "There's not enough time!"
"No, there isn't, not by any conventional means, but the sense of things - if you are lucky, you might just get to make sense of things . . . " The tone of his voice lilted up as he trailed off, as if to pose a question.
"You've lost me," she said, a vague smile on her lips.
"The whole thing, every part of it was preordained . . . jigsaw pieces, cut and neatly fitted into place. If they were squares or circles, I'd have seen it sooner, but then, even that was part of the plan."
She smiled, "You know something?"
"What?"
"You think about things too much."