12/3/14- Daily Prompt:
And now he would never know. There was nothing that could now be said between them. He touch the back of his father’s hand and wished that he had been there when the man had taken his last breath. But what difference would that have made? Could so many years of disfunction be corrected in a single moment? There were so many questions that he wished he had asked his father.
But what of it? He stood up and walked over to the window. Flicking his fingers lightly against the glass, he thought about the last time they had fought. It was also the last time they had spoken. That was how they usually parted; shooting cruel words and twisting the embedded knife.
Regret was folly. There was nothing to be done about the past. He turned, scooped up his coat and took long strides out of the room. Resisting the temptation to look back, he closed the door behind him. The click of the latch seemed final. He paused; breathing through his mouth.
A nurse approached him. Yes, they could call the funeral services. No, he was not going to stay until they arrived. No, there is nothing else you can do. He put on his coat and went up the hall. It would be the last time he came here. Death made everything stop and changed all routines. There would no longer be any need to set aside time on Sunday or plan for a few hours each holiday to be in this place. Those times were now passed.
He hunched down into his car and turned it on. Huddled up behind the stearing wheel, he shivered in the cold. Just like any other day, he pulled out and drove away.