RYLEE CELLA

Dad's Garden

She hadn’t known it then, but it would be her last conversation Dad. He wasn’t old or unhealthy, there was no reason to believe he’d be gone so quickly, so permanently. There were brief moments where she almost felt lucky. Lucky because their last conversation hadn’t been some dramatic fight, like in the movies, with infamous last words that would hang in the air forever, like forgotten laundry on a clothesline. But most of the time, she just felt heartbroken and lost inside herself.