“Mom’s Goodbye”

Once inside Hospice I walked to Dad’s room, his door ajar, and saw him no longer tubed up and Mom atop him, fancy, in one of her party dresses with a Jackie O pillbox hat and two-inch heels, whispering in his ear as she moved back and forth in a rocking motion; her eyes closed, her hands caressing his face.

I watched him draw his last breath just as she stopped moving. She rolled off, lying still next to his stillness with her arm across his chest, bodies touching as one, a single tear rolling down his cheek onto hers.

 

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About Paul Beckman

Bio: Paul Beckman’s story, “Healing Time” was one of the winners in the Queen’s Ferry 2016 Best of the Small Fictions. His stories are widely published in print and online in the following magazines amongst others: Connecticut Review, Raleigh Review, Litro, Playboy, Pank, Blue Fifth Review, Flash Frontier, Matter Press, Metazen, Pure Slush, Jellyfish Magazine, Thrice Fiction and Literary Orphans. His latest collection, "Peek", weighed in at 65 stories and 120 pages. His published story website is www.paulbeckmanstories.com and blog is www.pincusb.com Paul lives in CT and is a photographer (both above and beneath the water) and a traveler.