Friday, March 11, 2011

A Dead Man's Last Glimpse (short story)

      "I'm sorry my father, for I have sinned." Will's last words, engraved on his tombstone. His wife cries in vain for this widow was left with four kids and an old house who belonged to Will's family. Annabelle, was puzzled over the engravement. Crying over Will's grave under the warm scarf of rain. Her children were left at home, watched over by her sister Maria. "Why??...." Anna sobs in her misfortune. She was thinking if her husband cheated on her, for they we're in a great fight over the past few months over Will's secretary who was the supposed whore who blackmailed Will into sleeping with her. She was furious one day, and when Will came home she stabbed him with a knife under his arm. But that didn't cause Will's death, in fact they even worked out this damp cloth of misunderstanding. Will wasn't cheating on his wife, he was a loyal lover. The slut did seduct Will a couple of times and finally on her last attempt, Will slapped her twice. Served her right for being a fag.
But to Will's actions finally led him to his death. He was shot to death, with no mercy and no regrets. He was killed for being the most loyal man and the most considerate father ever, and now he left his wife words that say no thanks, no solemn goodbye, no sorry, no kiss, no love, no nothing, except his engraved words which his wife did not understand. As Anna left the cemetary, not too far away a priest was blessing a damned soul for a safe journey thru heaven. A killer died from policemen he fought over. It was the same man who killed who killed Will. As the priest ends his sermon, he says the words, "...Help me father for this man has sinned. May he rest in peace. Forever in your kingdom, Amen." Will was killed not a few blocks near their old home. Anna heard the gunshots from back then, and realized Will protected his family from the wrath of the jealous boyfriend. His only sin, was not being there long enough for his family. A caring father with a few words.

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