Coming to Terms
“If you die on me, I'll never forgive you,” I said as I gently stroked his head.
The tears were running down my cheeks as I uttered the words. He looked at me and I could see pain in his eyes – the eyes that until so recently had sparkled and been full of life. Now they had lost their lustre and were dull, almost, but not quite, lifeless. He didn't cry though, unlike me.
We'd been best friends for many years while I'd grown up. He was definitely the oldest frien