I hope that by sleeping into the darkness of a nap , I will temporarily mask my sorrow.
Jake's eyes open, 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 deep breath-really more of a sigh -and squeezes his eyes close.
"JAKE" by Jim Barlett
ILLISTRATED BY: DAPHNE B. AXALAN
For 15 years , they were inseparable, Always side by side. The walks on the beach with the gentle waves calling, the seagulls cawing. all those hikes on trail and even just a ride to the grocery store for something Martha may have forgotten .
Though he knows in some ways he should be thankful for just having their time together-those moments forever etched in his heart. Somehow, he is missing the years that could have been.
The sickness took Max quickly rather then dragging out the pain for weeks, maybe even months.
As his eyes well up, he realizes for the first time how much his grief weighs, how hard it is even to rise with such a heaviness inside.
It seems to wait patiently, ever ready for the next big adventure.
Unable to sleep , he looks around the all empty room, letting his gaze fall upon the leash, which still hangs from the peg by the door .
It is then he hears a shuffle from behind and turns to see Martha standing in the doorway, her shoulder resting the frame.
I thought you might be here. I miss him too Jake, more than you'll ever know.
There's a faraway melancholy tone to her voice but he knows her heart, like his...has a hole too big to fill.
I guess you do know, don't you Jake?
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