By Ronald M. Larsen
“Come, Molly, let’s take a walk like we used to.”
“Oh, Ed, I can’t. You know we can barely get out of these wheelchairs.”
“Yes, we can, Mol.”
“But our bodies are shot!”
“They are, but not our memories. Come, walk with me one more time down the old logging road.”
She gently took his hand and closed her eyes. “It’s still beautiful, Ed.”
“And so are you, my love. Molly, you see that light up ahead? That’s where we’re going and we’re not coming back.”
“But what about our bodies, the wheelchairs, this old folks’ home?”
“Don’t need them anymore.”
A warm, touching piece. Kudos.
Heartwarming.
Nicely done!
A beautiful love-story.
A beautifully written story. One I think everyone should read.
May peace be with all.
Beautiful and heartwarming!
That’s how it should end.
Sweet.
I read this to my wife. We both shed a few happy tears.
Sad but philosophical. They have their memories together.
Really nice, Ron
Carl