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发表于 2019-10-20 03:09:16
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{"replyTo":"","text":"In the Autumn of 1996, My father passed away. He had been caught cheating on my Mother a few times, the first one had got Him kicked out of the house, and the second wasn't a surprise to us at all.\nHe had left to visit a friend on the other side of town when upon entering His friends' threshold,keeled over and died of a massive heart attack.\nneedless to say, I was called by the police and asked to come back to my Mother's house and I did. I made all the necessary calls to family, and by the end of the evening, the house was full of family. I was running low on cigarettes, and knowing my Mother was with family, went to the local gas station to get a few more packs.\nAs I pulled into the gas station, I had the feeling that my Dads soul just wasn't where it should be.(dont ask me why, I just felt that way) As I exited my car, a bum approached me and asked If he could wash my windshield for a little change.I pulled out a $5 dollar bill and instead asked Him if he would pray for my Father whom had just passed away.I gave Him the money and He went to praying loudly I might add, that it kind of embarassed me.I looked upon His face,and I felt a great relief, that all was as it should be.I looked into his eyes and they were a color so peircing blue,they could stop you in your tracks.UI thanked him and asked Him His name.he answered I'm Irish.still dumbfounded I bought my cigarettes and went back home.\nMonths passed and everytime a passed or went into that gas station I looked for Him. A few years later I found him, and asked If he remembered me,and If His name was Irish.he said he didn't remember me, but yes His name was Irish.The thing that sent chills down my spine is His eyes were almost blackish brown,not the blue I saw so clearly that mournful evening.","replyToPid":0} |
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