My Time
Mar 9th, 2020 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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The smell of food wafted through the apartment. I groaned as I moved off the sofa. My old bones ached as I made my way to the small dining table. My wife smiled at something from behind me.
“It’s back isn’t it?” I asked her quietly.
She nodded and reached out her hand. I’d never seen what she had. Even so, she described it as a little girl, wearing a yellow sundress, and her eyes were always glossed over.
“It will be my time soon, Jacob. That’s what she had said.”
I just shook my head. I didn’t believe her.
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