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His grandfather died first, followed a few years later by his grandmother. Inseparable in life, it was, at first, a mere curiosity that in his dreams they were never together. Indeed, for some time he did not dream of his grandfather at all.

But then he would wake, agitated, from the visions of her alone and move through the day with a restless anxiety. When he did finally see Grandad (strangely distant and obscured), he tried to tell him, frantically yelling and waving, that Gran needed him.

He only saw them once more after that night; they were holding hands.

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    Drew Martyn almost 5 years ago

    Love it, that is beautiful, nice one!

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    Horrorshow almost 5 years ago

    Excellent drabble, Chris.

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    Chris Walker almost 5 years ago

    Thanks for the comments - appreciated :-)

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    Brandon Sutton almost 5 years ago

    I found this drabble very touching. Really good, Chris!

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    Frenchie almost 5 years ago

    Brilliant. Lovely and touching and of course, I needed my tissues :)

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    Mildred Achoch almost 5 years ago

    Great title and great ending!

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    Bryan Thomas almost 5 years ago

    Very good, Chris!

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    Horrorshow almost 5 years ago

    Nearly a month since you've posted a drabble, Chris. When are we going to get to read more of your fine work?

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    K.Z. Morano almost 5 years ago

    a beautiful and moving piece. :)

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