“I wasn’t sad when I died,” she said. “I was sad because I never got to say that I’m proud of you. And this—this impossible video—was the only way to reach you. Seventeen seconds of eternity.”
“You finally came,” she said, turning. Her face was his mother’s face, twenty years younger. Before the illness. Before the hospital. Before the goodbye he never got to say.
“That’s impossible,” he whispered.
Then the video ended.
“I wasn’t sad when I died,” she said. “I was sad because I never got to say that I’m proud of you. And this—this impossible video—was the only way to reach you. Seventeen seconds of eternity.”
“You finally came,” she said, turning. Her face was his mother’s face, twenty years younger. Before the illness. Before the hospital. Before the goodbye he never got to say.
“That’s impossible,” he whispered.
Then the video ended.
