Squeezing the palms of his hands on both ears, he screamed out loud, "fool."
Rising. He jerked up from his worn recliner chair and screamed ,"fool" once more. Picked up the TV remote control and tuned into the eleven o'clock news.
"Breaking news..." The Newscasters' voice was the last words he heard before his head began to spin. "Oh my God, no ... Not now ... Not until I say goodbye to her. Talk to her one more time..."
He fell to the floor. The volume button on the remote hit the edge of the coffee table on his way down and was blasting outrageously loud.
His mind stopped.
(To be continued...)
