Tim POV: I hardly recognized Bill when I saw him laying in that hospital bed. He looked so pale and sick. It looked like he was asleep, so I sat down in the chair beside the bed and touched his arm. "Tim." He whispered. Even his voice was weak. I'm right here Bill." "Looks like my time is coming to an end." "Bill don't talk like that. They can put you on the transplant list. There's still a chance you can survive." He shook his head. "No, there isn't. Even if they did put me on the transplant list, I'm going to die before they can get the heart in me. And I don't want them wasting a perfectly good heart on me. They can give it to someone who needs it more than me." "But..." I started to say. "When I was laying underneath that car, I swear I could hear my sweet Peggy calling my name....I've had a long beautiful life, and I wouldn't have traded it for the world. But now it's time for me to join Peggy up in heaven." "Bill please...What am I suppose to do if you're not here?" I could feel the tears filling up my eyes. "I'll tell you what you're going to do. You're going to live you're life and be happy...Tim, you have been like the son I've never had. You are the closest thing to family I have. So when the time comes and I stop breathing, I want you to tell the docs to just let me go. I don't want none of those breathing tubes or nothin'. Can you do that for me?" I reluctantly shook my head yes. "And there's one more thing I want you to do." Bill said.Anything." "Don't let Faith slip through your fingers. I can tell she really loves you, and I know for a fact you love her. I want you to be happy, and I know she makes you happy. She is a great girl Tim. So whatever you do, and whatever happens, don't lose her." "I won't lose her, I promise." I said. I couldn't help but feel that Bill knew something about Faith that I didn't. I wanted to ask him about it, but I knew this wasn't the time for questions. As each minute passed he was getting weaker and weaker. I held on to his hand and we talked and laughed about old times. After a while I could tell he was really struggling to catch his breath. "Come here." Bill whispered to me. I stood up and bent down to him. He lifted his arms as far as he could and hugged me. "I'm gonna miss you." I said. "I love you son." He managed to say. Those words broke my heart into a million pieces. Bill was never the kind of person to show a lot of emotion, but now he was so vulnerable. "I love you too." I said through tears. Just then I felt his arms relax and his heart monitor flatlined.
