Uprising
He picked in one ring.
" Uprising"
" Brad , " I said .
I couldn't stop sobbing.
" Uprising is everything okay?" he asked .
" no , Brad . It's not "
"Am on my way. "
I held his cold hand . Tears streaming down my cheeks .
" I am so sorry . I ..."
He was gone . I should have stayed . None of it would have happened.
Brad ran into the room . He looked at me then at his body .
He held me , dragging me away from him.
" no, hes asleep . I can wake him. I can bring him back "
" no Uprising, look at me " he ordered.
"Brad , he can wake up I know it"
" Uprising, he's gone. "
I didn't want my son to see this . What would I tell him. Vladimir was a father to him . He would never recover from the loss of a man he called dad .
My husband was dead, as handsome as he looke
