THE PAST.
OSCAR'S POV.
I've been dreading this day for a while now, ever since dad's cancer came back and this time it seemed like the cancer was winning the fight. I wasn't his only child but I was the first born and I was a man, there's no way that I would pass this responsibility to my sister, I mean she's just a baby.
Last week my father told me to clear my day today and I knew that it was time, we had to have the talk about what happens when he finally dies.
I know that I can't keep him waiting so I quickly get ready for the day and make my way down to his office, I knock and open the door but he's not in there, but he did leave a note on his table. MEET ME IN THE GARDEN. It said.
Fuck, he's really feeling nostalgic today, I make my way out of the house and into the garden,
