Colorful twinkling lights sent faint orbs of comfort through the crisp city wind. Sitting looking out over the harbour, Lawrence sat in limbo, waiting to hear whether his father would make it through the night or if he would be planning a trip to attend his funeral. He felt the gap between what he cherished of him and the inevitable sadness that would eventually consume him.
He heard carolers in the distance, behind the sound of busses and car horns. As they grew closer, the strains of “sleep in heavenly peace,” rose above the din, and he knew.
He heard carolers in the distance, behind the sound of busses and car horns. As they grew closer, the strains of “sleep in heavenly peace,” rose above the din, and he knew.
