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Until My Dying Day

by Andrew Atkinson
Originally published by on 29/03/2018

He awoke in an armchair, fully dressed and not knowing where he was.

“I’ve made us a nice cup of tea,' said a voice. “You nodded off.'

Instinctively, his hand went to his shirt pocket. Finding his glasses, he put them on to see a lady with greying hair.

“Just how I like it,' he sighed after an appreciative sip of his tea.

“I know,' she replied.

“But do I know you?' he queried.

“Course you do, Dad. But we have to get you back to the care home soon.'

Tears coursed down her cheeks. Tears of sorrow and love.

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