preston
it was colon cancer.
his father had never said a word, had never uttered a breath, had never mentioned anything about his impending death until it had happened, and all preston was left with was the guilt. the sadness. the loneliness.
it was easier to forget his mother, since he only had fleeting memories of her when he was three or so, but his father...
how can he forget someone who gave him so much to hold onto?
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the recovery project [2]
Short Storyit does not matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop.