Written for: One Womans Quest VJ’S WEEKLY CHALLENGE #122: THE PHONE CALL Let your imagination run wild with this one. One phone call can change the state of things. I know I can easily think of of a number of phone calls in my life: some funny, some tragic, some bursting with promise. Dad was in rehab, though we knew there was not much they could do. Water built up, organs were failing. We went to see him and held his hands. His eyes fluttered, body shook. We corralled a nurse who assure us that Dad would be much better later, after more nutrition was provided. We left, already bereft, feeling like we should have stayed. Back at Mom's, family gathered. Within ten minutes, phone rang. The nurse told me my father was gone. VJ’s Weekly Challenge #122: the phone call
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Is this true? The poem gave me chills – happens so often that when the family departs so does the loved one – as if to spare further misery. Thanks for participating.
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Yes, it is true.
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So sorry.
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Thanks, VJ.
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