It was the last summer Id see my father have, weeks before I had found he had cancer. My ex wife and I had just moved into house we where not married at that time, but would live every day for each other. I was ill and suffered stress at the same time work loads time pressed at me all the time . On the day this story takes places I'd taken time for me, I was building a coffee table, and Mr kitty (the cat) and I where painting it, Ms( the ex of long ago) liked things like that . I put drops... read more