Sleeping, he breathes through his nose.
Snuggled up close, I kiss his head three times, making a soft sound with each. I don’t hear the beeping until I get up.
“Now. Okay,” I tell the nurse, even though it’s anything but.
I leave the room to make the final arrangements.
Gary Zenker loves writing flash fiction and short stories, but finds that the hardest thing to write is a good, brief biography.