Waiting, Beautifully

  • Jean M. Cook

Abstract

Thursday afternoon

Jim is dying and we are watching. Watching from his bedside to see whether his eyes really focus on our faces as he turns his head to greet us. Watching to see him extend his right forefinger to answer yes to his wife Marian. Yes, he knows David and Jean are here.
Published
2014-07-22
Section
Prose