Request

Written by Jacob Ibrag

Time dripped through the IV bag and into his

veins. Prescribed by a voice in the sky, he wondered

if he was losing his mind. During the final minutes of his

life, the voice crept into his right ear and asked him if he had

any last requests. ‘I’ve never wanted much of anything. Please,

let me see her face. Allow me to lock stares with her as I wither

away from this place. I don’t care if I’m hallucinating, just do

this for me.’ As the last drop of time parted from the bag,

the world slowed down for just a minute. She looked

at him and held his hand, ‘I’ll see you soon again.’

Photographer Unknown