TWILIGHT - The Awakening

The happy smile which played across her face was a picture. Her sore red nose wrinkled into her freckles, and she reached forward and gave me a big hug. For just a moment I loved her very dearly, and found myself regretting not having spent as much time with her as I should. Amidst a fit of fresh coughing, I extricated myself from her room; accidently knocking my head on a seagull mobile dangling from the ceiling. This made the plastic birds flap their wings as though they were giving me a round of applause... like a judgmental fanfare from a flock of critical onlookers."You're the best, Daddy." My little girl called out to me. And when I closed the door behind me, that was the last time I ever saw her alive again.