Memoir - Adult Female - English - Emotional
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (General) North American (US New York, New Jersey, Bronx, Brooklyn)Transcript
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dad, Please give me a break! If not in life in death, he finally emerged, but in chunks. I shook my head and smiled. Dad got the last laugh, but in truth we were both sniggering at the absurdity of life and now of death and it was perfectly joe. He wouldn't come out. His immovable nature was at work once again when I finally saw his ashes glide away and mixed with the blue of the sea as it rippled in all directions. I was too dumbfounded and amused to weep. He gave me a good tease and chuckle while he got the last laugh, as he should, as he always did. Perfect curved pipe, straight edge, wooden rulers, metal pro tractors, inky pockets, brubeck and data records. Vince Guaraldi's cast your fate to the wind playing softly on the surface of the sea. The fragments of my father were moving away faster than a Ferrari. Now he was a granulated cheetah, a decaying rocket making its way homeward, plunging into soft, dark waters. I watched as both of my parents floated off and away, trembling kites carried off into an indifferent sea. I wanted to turn back, time to say something more to them, Do something different, warned them to be safe and somehow assure them of safety. I couldn't do a damn thing except watch and turn away