Prelude 65

“Aaron, you're a fine young man, and you know that I'm proud of you, don't you?”

“Yes, Dad, of course I do.”

“But I need you to do one thing for me.”

“What it is Dad?”

“Take care of your mother when I'm gone.”

Aaron at first thought his father was speaking about his next stint away at sea, starting tomorrow, but something in his eyes was amiss.

“Dad, what do you mean?”

His father didn't answer at first, his eyes focused dreamily on the setting sun over the waters.

“Ah, don't mind me, Son, I think I'm just tired.”

He put his arm around Aaron, holding him close, for the last time.