E/O Challenge: Coffee
100 words exactly – hope it doesn't suck!
Time Of Death Ten Forty-one a.m.
It was a simple statement; a simple confirmation that our Dad is dead.
Staring at his now lifeless body, I remember his last few, precious words to me.
And it makes me think it's almost like he knew; knew when he sent me to get that coffee he wouldn't be around when I got back. So in our last few minutes together he told me what I've been waiting my whole life to hear - in his own way he told me he was sorry.
I just wish I could've told him how I feel - because I'm sorry too!