'You were with her when she died?' I asked.
'Yes. I was the only one there. She told me so many things before she died and I regret that I didn't tape all of that. My memory is getting worse these days. The doctor says there's a tumor in my head but what do they know?'
At that very moment, I imagined Albert dying. If he died too, Emily was going to be all alone and that was sure to destroy her. She was not going to be as strong as she was claiming to be. She was going to be shattered, completely.
'But don't tell Em. I can't have her worrying over nothing.' He added.
'It's not nothing, Albert. Shouldn't you go for surgery or something?'
'I am way too busy to make time for all of that. Besides, why be greedy and try to extend my life? If this is how it will end, then so be it.' He waved his hands over his face trying to chase a butterfly away.
