Warmth
Apr 2nd, 2024 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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Kathy’s headstone was weather beaten. I hadn’t been to the grave site in years and the memory of her death hit me all over again.
“Keith, he’s heading straight toward us!” Kathy screamed and then all went dark.
A drunk driver hit us head on. I was hospitalized for eight months in a coma and my wife died on impact. I was left to take care of our young son by myself.
I leaned close and placed the red roses next to her name on the stone. “I miss you, Kathy.”
A sudden warmth ran up and down my spine.
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