Death in LifeAs he waited for his next piece, listening to the choirhe touched the fragile threads that encircled his wrist.-"I love you.""I love you too."-He had forgotten to take the bracelet off before the concert began.He began to slip it around his hand.-"It's been such a short time,but I already love you more than the others."-As he pulled at the strangling weave, he felt the last tiny thread give wayand the circle snapped apart in his hands.-"She's mad at me.""Why?""Because I haven't told you."-He felt breath claw at his throatas he held the broken pieces.-"I know it hurts.But this isn't about you."-He closed his eyesand felt nothing.