The entire family came from far and wide to celebrate Wilhelms 99th birthday. They were respectfully crowded into the room where he was meekly snoring in his rocker. When he awoke he did not seem startled by this troupe of interlopers, their faces dimly visible to his rheumy gaze as an overwrought pantomime of good will. He nodded once, twice, thrice, then brought up his papery voice from some inner hollow. Youre all worthless! Once more he nodded, as if to confirm his pronouncement on his kinfolk, before giving them the slip and lapsing into a coma. As help was sent for, some parents told their troubled children, who had been standing nearest to the venerable Wilhelm, that he was confused, and had been referring to someone else. Agatha, his wrinkled daughter and longtime caretaker, bent over and placed her hand over Wilhelms gasping heart. We must learn to be content without him. Look ahead. Her false teeth clacked like telegraph keys, a little Morse code of ancient sorrow.
Posted on: Sat, 19 Apr 2014 15:59:38 +0000
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