Epilogue

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Epilogue

“I remember that day like yesterday” I told the daughters of the daughters of my sister, I never love anyone or got married. “When she said that she loved me I felt euphoric and almost sub real, but still I was very sad all the time with her I acted brave but all I wanted was to scream out loud and curse everything in the world, why her? She didn’t do anything bad, she didn’t deserve to die.” I told them while they looked at me expectantly, somehow, I have repeated the same story every time they came to visit this old man. “Well, I always felt this ways towards her and when she said it I suddenly wanted to burst into tears of joy. I thought that there was hope… but I was wrong.” I said still remembering the pain.

“When she … went away I felt numb, I was in such a shock I didn’t ate or sleep and when I eventually ate, I was not a human just a empty shell.”

“Like the one on the beach, grandpa?” asked the little Arianna.

“Yes just like those.”

“I then found her diary, I was afraid of opening it but I couldn’t resist and I was glad I did it.” I smiled remembering the moment. “It was big and heavy, some pages where stuck inside, with drawing or poems.” I toke a depth breath and continued. ”It was like salvation, at the end of the diary, I finally understood, she wasn’t saying goodbyes, she was just saying see you soon, because she knew that there was a life after the death so I have awaited all this time.”

“You didn’t miss her?” Asked Willow the oldest of all and probably the only one that understood the story. I laugh and sighted

“Of course I missed, I missed her a lot, but when I was at the border of despair, this really strange thing happened, I could hear a faint voice in my head, like an old cassette that played the voice of her, or I would see her hiding behind a tree with wings at the back, but it always a faint image, like an hologram, but those little things soothing me.” I finished.

“Kids come here, let go home.” said my nephew, from the door.

“Bye grandpa.” Said Willow and Arianna in unison and they looked at each other with humor.

“Bye.” I said lay down on the bed and closed my eyes, then felt something that touched my forehead like a caress, and a voice whispering ‘sleep’. It was the voice of Camille and it was so familiar and nostalgic. I felt something weird like I was drifting into sleep because my body felt light and every move was effortless.

“You toke long enough.” Asked a voice as clear as water, I turned around and saw Camille, as beautiful as I remember, with wings and she was smiling. “I was bore so I visited you a few time.” I was shocked so socked, and if this was a dream please don’t let it end.

“Camille” I whispered and my voice sounded like when I was a young man, I then noticed how easy was to move around. I looked down and I didn’t find a fragile body of elderly but instead the body I had a long time ago.

“I died?” I asked incredulous. I was not scare … I was surprised.

“The years have made you slow right?” She joked.

“Yeah, maybe” I answered. Then I see an extended hand in front of me and I realize it is of Camille. I grasped it and we walked, well more like flied to a bright light, I looked back and saw by body lying motionless on the bed.

“Joe, so what did one shark to the other shark while eating a clown fish?” She asked me.

“For a moment I thought that I was dreaming, but then thanks to your lame joke I realize that you are real and living, well, death, but you are still you, because no one else can invent a jock lamer than yours.” I said with a smile.

She turned her head to the other side pretending to be offended.

“So tell me what did that shark said.” I said with a sigh but I was very happy to meet her again. She turned around beaming at me.

“This fish taste funny.” I smiled at her lame joke, they are so characteristic of her.                                      

“You are so lame.” I said while shaking my head from one side to another.

“Hey!” She turned around again.

“Hey Camille” I said a plan forming on my mind. She tuned around and was about to ask what I wanted, and before she could form a word, I kissed and pulled away quickly.

“I missed you.” I said with a smile. She blushed.

“I missed you too.” We went hand in hand talking about lame jokes and she reproaching me of being such a gloomy person, and something about not marring anyone.

I could care less I was with my girl crossing the door to a happy ending. 

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Officaily Ended! Hurray! I told you Arianna there isn't going to be a sad ending. There is hope, alway.

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