Irony in 100 words

Her heart gave out just shy of her 30th birthday – something the doctors called ‘a freakish turn of bad luck’. Young, healthy and fit women shouldn’t just go around dropping dead from heart attacks while having morning tea.

Yet somehow, it seemed to make sense where Lorna was concerned. Jacob supposed that heartbreak put a certain stress on the heart. And, if unrequited love was a sport – Lorna always won, or lost – Jacob supposed it was a matter of perspective.

“Goodbye Lorna,” he said as he brushed his finger across the elegant writing on his sister’s tombstone: Loved to Death.

© Rilzy Adams, 2014