Norman had assumed for so long that his life would end in either hot anger or cold blood that he had grown quite comfortable with the idea. To think that he might succumb to old age was a totally loathsome concept to him. Made him relish his singular lifestyle guaranteed to end with a flourish at a youngish age. And stubbornly, in spite of six decades of survival, Norman remained convinced that he would die young; the definition of young being revised from time to time as the years passed.
From my novel Troubleshooter, available for Kindle soon.