“On our way to the back stairs, we passed by the elevator. At one time, its mechanism was faulty, and only Matilda was brave enough to use it. Gramps wanted to have it repaired, but she’d raised holy Hell about it. “It’s too late to die young,” she’d insisted, “but it’s never too late to die quick!”

“On our way to the back stairs, we passed by the elevator. At one time, its mechanism was faulty, and only Matilda was brave enough to use it. Gramps wanted to have it repaired, but she’d raised holy Hell about it. “It’s too late to die young,” she’d insisted, “but it’s never too late to die quick!”

— Lindy Moone