April fools day
The hospital cabin was crowded with relatives. The patient sat upright. Near him sat a closely resembled man. Grasped the latter's hand in an emotion unknown. Trying, willing to say a lot, couldn't. Maybe there wasn't enough blood in him to speak. The audience cried wept. The son didn't. His eyes betrayed the agony in those. The will of doing a miracle ran in him. The feeling of being an orphan terrified him. The former grasped tightly. The energy drainage was increasing. And with an eternal sight of understanding between them , he left in his son's arms. He used to say , he would live more than anyone. But he played his trick at last. Why, it was April fools that day.