My adolescent daughter came up, her face lit up with relief.
“Life’s wonderful, Shelley!” I remarked, leaving the elaboration for when I’d leave the hospital.
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During the surgery I found myself floating blissfully above the operating table. I was vainly trying to communicate with the surgeons trying to revive me, when I suddenly discovered my wife by my side, smiling and looking fresh and wonderful. I was ecstatic, but she voicelessly said, “Your time hasn’t come, dear --Shelley’s waiting. I’ll be here for you.” I nodded. The next thing I knew I was lying in my hospital bed.
My adolescent daughter came up, her face lit up with relief. “Life’s wonderful, Shelley!” I remarked, leaving the elaboration for when I’d leave the hospital.
Meredith Chiwenkpe Asuru
21/1/2022 08:07:11 am
They would be shocked when you elaborate. Good one.
Fliss Zakaszewska
21/1/2022 09:32:00 am
A lovely, hopeful story, Guatam.
Sophie Chan
21/1/2022 12:25:00 pm
Another amazing story Gautam.
Elizabeth Berkeley
21/1/2022 12:25:59 pm
Nice story.
Peggy Gerber
21/1/2022 02:15:21 pm
The mother is still looking out for her daughter, even in death.
Candace Arthuria Williams
21/1/2022 07:21:09 pm
An emotional reminder that fathers are essential, too.
Sue Clayton
22/1/2022 01:36:16 am
If only we knew it could be so, Gautam. If only.
Gautam Sen
22/1/2022 12:13:32 pm
Thank you Fliss, Sophie, Elizabeth, Peggy, Candace, and Sue for your encouraging comments. Comments are closed.
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