Penn's Death

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The next Morning,
Penn was struck with severe fever and coughing as Decker and Giordano came in. "Papa?" Giordano called. "Hi Giordano," he quivered. "Everyone is here to see you," Daniel stammered. It was a final moments that the Parker siblings' grandfather Penn Parker Hiddleston was dying and yet it took for a while to think that it was something else that they could do to prevent future tragedies. "Papa," Daniel rushed to his grandfather. "Don't leave us," "I'm trying not to," he whispered. "Even all of you but I only have a minute to live," "No," Diana knelt down to beg Penn not to leave. "I know you don't want to leave," Then in his last words Penn had spoken. "As you can see for today, Never forget, take care of yourself, you too Thomas Jefferson, take care alright? I just want you folks to know that I will be here with you and guide you when I'm up there in heaven. Save your time and some other stuff wisely, I'm not going anywhere. And also..." "We will," Thomas Jefferson nodded. "We will," Penn started petting Daniel's head and said. "God Bless you," "God Bless you too! Papa," He broke down in tears. "God bless you all," he quivered. Decker felt the tears coming from his eyes. "I'm not going anywhere Penn," "Don't worry Deck, you will,"

15 minutes later,
Penn Parker Hiddleston was pronounced dead by the time it was the sunrise. "Penn? Penn? Papa?" Harrison tapped him as he tried to gain Penn's consciousness. Thomas Jefferson started crying. "Mr. Jefferson," Decker walked up to put his hand on Thomas Jefferson's back. Everyone in the group started crying.

3 days later,
Decker decided to bury him when it was raining. First, Benjamin carved the wood with the paring knife, made it with robber and later made a crucifixion and placed it on the ground where Decker would put Penn's dead body and bury it. The gravestone that Daniel got it from nowhere wrote "Penn Parker Hiddleston Born: February 16, 1732 Died: April 1803. Beloved son, father, grandfather and friend."

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