Caressed (Part 4)



News came. I don’t know how I heard it, but I did. And I couldn’t digest it. It couldn’t be real.


I stand in the corner wearing a black dress. It’s raining. I let myself get wet. I can’t go close to anybody. George is lying in a black coffin, far away from me. Soldiers surround the coffin. People salute as the coffin is buried. I can’t see it all. I run away to the woods and remain there, just hoping that George would return somehow. 
…

Months passed and so did years. 
George always said that time would heal the pain. It didn’t. I loved him and I still do. 
He left but he gave me a part of him. 

Jake holds my hands tightly as we walk to the graveyard. He’s four. It’s his first visit to his father.
I kiss the grave softly and tears start filling up my eyes. Jake sits down on my lap and wipes my eyes. “Dad is looking at us mom. We have to be brave like he was.” He looks into my eyes and kisses my forehead. 
The sun shines on us. The light highlights Jake’s blonde hair that was cut short. Just like his father’s. I hold him tightly and we sit there for hours. He was just like George and he is ours. 
...

Thank you for all your lovely comments and appreciations :) 

Love,
Philo 

Comments

  1. Ifrah YousufMay 21, 2012 at 7:43 AM

    Love it! Great Ending!!

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  2. AnjuliMay 21, 2012 at 7:54 AM

    what a tragically sad ending- but it is bittersweet as there is something to remember George by. Really amazing!

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  3. Seeker of EquanimityMay 21, 2012 at 8:26 AM

    A sad ending but a wonderfully convey story. Thank you for sharing it with us all here :-)

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  4. JackMay 21, 2012 at 9:09 AM

    Philo,

    Touches the heart. Well written.

    Take care

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  5. ScarletMay 21, 2012 at 9:15 AM

    Aw...this brought a tear to my eyes ~

    Thanks for sharing this ~

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  6. Brian MillerMay 21, 2012 at 9:16 AM

    oh, heavy with emotion seeing that little one there in the end...his words brought a tear to my eye...

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  7. ArundhatiMay 21, 2012 at 9:31 AM

    Touching!! Beautifully touching! :)

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  8. Confused SoulMay 21, 2012 at 9:42 AM

    what an end..loved it :)

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  9. Anil SawanMay 21, 2012 at 9:57 AM

    gifted droplets of tear.

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  10. br!nDleMay 21, 2012 at 10:18 AM

    OMG...that was really touching...had tears in my eyes while reading again from the start...
    You r a wonderful writer...
    Hats Off...!!!

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  11. CD!!!May 21, 2012 at 10:36 AM

    A sad ending but the gift is worth the pain.

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  12. Selvaggia CapizziMay 21, 2012 at 1:54 PM

    ooooh so sad.... but also hopeful at the end....
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  13. NicoleMay 21, 2012 at 6:36 PM

    <3<3

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  14. Rahul BhatiaMay 21, 2012 at 8:33 PM

    Juhi looks like you will become a good tragedy queen when it comes to writing:)

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  15. Misterio VidaMay 22, 2012 at 12:00 AM

    you could have been born in ancient greece and writing tragedies :)

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  16. ANULATA RAJ NAIRMay 22, 2012 at 12:29 AM

    :-(
    nice story philo.....

    waiting for next...

    anu

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  17. SoniaMay 22, 2012 at 1:48 AM

    Beautifully Touching. Beautifully Amazing.. Read all 4 parts in 1 go.. Its just mind blowing Philo :)

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  18. jaice john jMay 22, 2012 at 4:49 AM

    Hai Philo...
    So impressive story.
    Nice work..

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  19. XainMay 22, 2012 at 7:18 AM

    Really touching :)

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  20. lizMay 22, 2012 at 7:28 AM

    Awww. This is so sad, but I was glad she had Jake. George still lives in Jake. It's a happy ending after all.
    Amazing work,sweetie! :)

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  21. NehaMay 22, 2012 at 11:02 AM

    Will come back to read it. :)

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  22. Nirati May 22, 2012 at 2:49 PM

    Beautiful!
    Sad,but really extremely beautiful!
    <3 x

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  23. R-A-JMay 22, 2012 at 8:58 PM

    Aaaawww... Nice ending PhilO.. bitter sweet one

    great story PhilO!! :)

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  24. AshMay 23, 2012 at 9:37 AM

    Aw :( sad but beautifully written

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  25. LisaMay 23, 2012 at 10:25 AM

    so beautiful!

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  26. AnonymousMay 24, 2012 at 1:50 AM

    Amazing story as usual :) weelll ddoooonne <3

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  27. JeevanMay 24, 2012 at 7:28 AM

    Lovely Philo! I just moved by the simple but deep emotions in line. Good attempt :)

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  28. Palak DuaMay 24, 2012 at 11:48 AM

    da word is WOW yar! bt lil upseting too :( bt hopes nva leave n dats a fact ! loved da story :) u r great indeed :)

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  29. SagittarianMay 24, 2012 at 5:07 PM

    Hi Philo,:) I miss your blog!! And this chapter made my eyes teary,..so touching.. I always love how you convey words and emotions.. Keep it going Philo, love yah!!

    More hug and kisses!:)

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  30. Ruchi JainMay 24, 2012 at 7:40 PM

    with your words, u made everything alive, we can see a picture in front of us..

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  31. Sri ValliMay 26, 2012 at 7:00 AM

    Ah!...That's so sad...Very touching and heartbreaking story!

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  32. AnonymousMay 26, 2012 at 3:12 PM

    loving and poignant, filled with tears but also love.

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  33. AnonymousMay 27, 2012 at 2:00 AM

    I almost cried. Almost, but being the stone-hearted girl I am, I managed to suck them in. Beautiful story!

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  34. shash.destroyer@gmail.comMay 27, 2012 at 6:34 AM

    The end is not happy but hopeful :)

    I missed the.....waiting-for-the-next-part-excitement :(

    Good one Philo :)

    and yes I am alive :P

    Stay Blessed ^_^

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  35. ✿Sie✿May 28, 2012 at 6:40 AM

    I have tears..so sad but Philo you are really amazing..every time I am here it is like I am reading something that is always close to my heart..seriously Philo you have touched my heart with your stories ;)

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  36. JennyMay 29, 2012 at 2:08 AM

    Tragic and painful, but so wonderfully written. And I like you page. You have some wonderful work here!

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  37. ParmitaJune 8, 2012 at 8:26 AM

    That's such a bittersweet ending.
    You are an awesome story teller.

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