A Watchful Companion


By Will Shadbolt

I was with Jessica from the day she died. After that, I remained glued to her life, only in reverse. I watched her wrinkles fade away, her drinking problem vanish.

I saw her at the funerals of her two daughters and husband, and when she received the phone call about the car crash.

I observed this new trio carefully, their wide smiles.

The girls always asked, begged Jessica to spend less time at work.

I wanted to reach out, but I could only watch. “Spend more time with them, Jessica, please,” I whispered.

But I already knew the future.

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