The happiest day of his life was also his last, the death coming with such a swiftness, no one expected it to occur.
The vitality of his existence had been more evident on this day, than it had been in a long time, his eyes filled with love and hope, his stride with strength and determination.
Their special day, a day to remember, supposed to have been filled with the greatness of celebrating love, and the beginning of a new life.
Not the sudden end of one.
Maybe one day, she would be able to see through the grief and know that in the moment of his demise, he felt nothing, but love.
Copyright Claudia H. Blanton 2014
This Flash Fiction was inspired by today’s daily prompt: “An Extreme Tale”