The Old Lady's Last Request

Over a time frame of about eight years we would talk about the chapters of our lives and listening intently to one another She came from a small town in Texas and was an only child and was much closer to her dad than she was her mother Usually we would talk in private, just her and me and her little cat named Abby The little yellow furry cat kept her company and was also a little bit Gabby Especially when it came time to have her dinner or to be let out on the porch for air And no matter how lonely it may have been for her, little Abby was always there So one dreded day the time did come for my friend to leave for the hospice, she turned her head on the stretcher and just said to me I know you will take good care of little Abby Not long after that she left this old world with the hint of content on her face All was as it should be, everything was in place