“I thought you’d outlive me,” his wife said.
The bench outside the hospice had a view of the evening sky. The asteroid, a fiery ball of white and blue, was now visible day and night.
“Me too,” said her husband.
She coughed. He pressed some tissues into her hand.
“I’m glad I don’t have to.”
“You want to be a hero?” Neo’s wife said. “Show some real courage. Stay with me and your daughter.”
Neo grimaced. “But what if he’s right, and none of this is real?” The red pill in Morpheus’ palm beckoned.
“Your responsibilities are real.”
Morpheus smiled behind his dark glasses. “But I’ll teach you kung-fu.”