and it began to rain

It is a gloomy afternoon; William is sitting on an old brown bench waiting for his grandson. Every year William sits on this particular spot, always waiting while touching his ring finger.

It makes him sad that his grandson, Matthew, doesn’t really care about his only daughter’s birthday.

As usual Matthew came late.

For the very first time, the patient grandfather loses his temper. He stood up, shouted and shook in anger. He is blaming his grandson for the death of his only child, Cristina. He asked Matthew why he doesn’t care. In the middle of his grandfather’s resentment Matthew just walked away that made William more furious.

Even though William has weak knees he still managed to follow his grandson while scolding at him. William paused as he wondered why is Matthew not answering back like he used to do.

The well-built young man stopped walking. His grandfather walked slowly behind him. The old man closed his eyes and feel the wind on his cheeks, he feels nostalgic about the place, he is really familiar with that particular spot. After awhile he walked in front of Matthew and faced him.

He looked at his grandson. Matthew looks haggard and sick, the dark lines around his eyes are very obvious, but he needs to confront his grandson no matter what, it’s time. William continues to examine his grandson that cannot even look straight to his eyes. He noticed that Matthew is wearing for the first time the black leather jacket he gave last Christmas.

William stared at the young man in his front with compassion. His heart melted when Matthew pulled something on his jacket’s pocket, it’s the ring he had been looking for many years, the ring he had lost, long time ago.

After seeing the significant ring, William quickly thought maybe the reason of his coming late was he searched for the ring, his wedding ring.

During this time he saw the loneliness and emptiness in the young man’s eyes. Somehow he felt a slight pinched in his heart for saying harsh words to Matthew. William said his sorry for hurting and blaming Matthew about the death of his mother. Matthew didn’t say anything but he burst into tears.

On the other hand, William was shocked for this is the first time he saw his conceited grandson cry. Matthew fell on bended knees and cried. He kissed the ring and put it on the ground, his grandfather was confused and looked down.

William didn’t realize he is standing on a tombstone. He saw his name written on it. RIP William C. Foster, a loving Father and the Best Grandfather.

Despite the revelation that he is already dead, William sweetly smiled at his grandson. His grandson fulfilled more than his wish, Matthew found the ring and he is now resting in peace with his beloved daughter Cristina D. Foster.

And it began to rain.