Dad R.I.P.

I wrote this the day after my dad died. I was sobbing my eyes out but this just came to me,it helped me a lot over the next few days, Also in this story are my 2 nana`s my 2 grandads and my uncle David. Also my dads dog Patch and my brothers dog Zoe, All who are sadly not with us anymore.

The cold wet touch on his hands was what made him open his eyes, as he opened his eyes he saw 5 figures standing around him"Hello son" 4 of the voices said in unison. The 5th figure said"it`s about bloody time John, i`m dying for a pint" The other4 figures groaned at his bad joke, but they all had a little smile on their faces.

As his vision started to clear he could make out his mother and father and also his mother and father in-law. The 5th figure came into view and it was his brother in-law David. He started to get to his feet waiting for the aches and pains that he`d had for the last few years to start to creep over his body, but as he stood there was no pain, no aches, the only ache was the ache he felt for leaving his darling wife and kids behind.

As he stood he again felt the cold,wet touch on his hands, he looked down and saw his old dog Patch and his sons dog Zoe licking his hands. As the dogs realised that John had saw them they began jumping around wagging their tails. "calm down you 2 give me a minute and i`ll take you for a walk"

"If you want i`ll come with you" said David, everyone looked at him, knowing that david wasn`t one for dog walking. "Well as long as we go via the Mauritania" As the others groaned again John piped up " aye you know what David.......i`d love a pint myself" I`ll get the leads you get the beer money". The others laughed as David mumbled under his breath as he went for his wallet.