Childhood memories are recounting the mind games parents played. Now we are old people unable to move on with our lives. I heard of my father’s health issues and my siblings, who are plotting his demise. There is nothing left for him to atone. He’s made his mistakes but he doesn’t deserve to die.
Published by David W. Jones
David is a writer and blogger who enjoys creating literary expressions about everyday life. He is a published poet and currently doing reviews, creative writing, and storytelling. David's interests include narrating point-of-view scenarios, documenting non-fiction, and writing scripts for film and television.
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