Where was I? The white fog swirling around me refused to let me know. There were voices...Numerous voices. The ones that stood out the most was a man's and a woman's.
"I'm sorry Tony....I really...." Something about the tearful miserable voice of the woman made me want to hug her and comfort her. Tony...With a jolt I realized that the man was my Dad. Is he up and about already? How....
"Clara...That's alright. You were foolish but I won't blame you for that. It's ok....It's..."
"I....I...."
"You'll make it Clara...You...."
"I...."
"She'll be alone....All alone...."
" Clara? Clara please....Stay with me...Please..."
The pleading became a scream. I have never heard my Dad scream before. And then there was a different kind of sound.600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYOG4JsaPIs
A wails of a baby crying for her mother.
To be continued....
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