Jake by Jim Bartlett
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- Sigh...
- Jake’s eyes snap open, and he quickly turns to the side. But like his aching heart, the spot where Max always sat on the couch remains empty.
- He takes in a long, deep breath – really more of a sigh – and squeezes his eyes closed, hoping that by slipping into the darkness of a nap, he will temporarily mask his sorrow.
- I miss you Max. I can't believe that you were gone. I can't believe that you will leave me. I miss those years that we have been.
- For fifteen years they were inseparable. Always side by side. The walks on the beach with the gentle waves calling, the seagulls cawing. Even just a ride to the grocery store for something.
- Though he knows that in some ways he should be thankful for just having their time together – those moments forever etched in his heart.
- And that the sickness took Max quickly rather than dragging out the pain for weeks, maybe even months, he still feels cheated. That somehow, he is missing years that could have been.
- Unable to sleep, he looks around the all too empty room, letting his gaze fall upon the leash, which still hangs from the peg by the door. It seems to wait patiently, ever ready for that next big adventure.
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