Final Message

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Final Message
For Bob

They echo in my memory, those footsteps heard in that early hour the morning after you left.  The creak of the floor board outside my door as I lay rooted to my bed, waiting for the door to open. Years after, that last sound of you loops in my memory.  “Send a sign,” I said, just before I heard your footsteps stir the early morning silence as you shared a sound of you, if not one final look, before you slipped away.

 

For The Sunday Whirl the prompt words are: rooted years footsteps creaks look stir hour loop clock echo before slips

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    1. lifelessons's avatarlifelessons Post author

      He has left others, but not for a long time. When my father Ben died, my aunt came to stay with my mother for a week or two. One night they were in the TV room and my aunt commented on a clock on the wall over the TV. My mother said, “Ben always hated that clock!” And within seconds, the clock fell off the wall.

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