HORROR

Topher had an encyclopedic knowledge of horror movies. He knew the directors and the studios and the actors, the make-up artists, the special effects gurus, and most of all the tropes. He’d list them with little provocation: Don’t go in there alone! Don’t have premarital sex! Don’t doubt the existence of the killer or the monster! Everyone told to stay in the car is going to get out of the car. Anyone black is doomed. But none of it helped him one bit. He was still woefully unprepared when the spot on his lung was diagnosed as terminal cancer.