The Cards

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The second we were on the ship I took out my deck of cards. They were the only thing I liked as they were given to me by father, he passed away a few years before when I was 9. He had given me these 2 days earlier and this is the only thing I was left with to remember him with. Now that 6 years later, I was going to New York- with my older brother in first class – to a business trip. I played a few basic games with my brother and the day just went on...

I don't know why but I had a strange feeling something very wrong was about to happen soon and thoughts of seeing father came into my mind again, but this time, I was in another place. There were angels everywhere....

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