Grief turns to lust

Beep….beep……beep, “What is that?” I think to myself. Beep….beep, “Those are female voices I hear, I know those whispers, that’s our girls.

My eyes begin to flutter open. Beep, that fucking noise where am I? Fuck! This is a hospital what am I doing here?

I look around and see our girls standing around the foot of my hospital bed. “Oh my God, Dads awake”

That was Chrissy our 40 year old daughter, she stands about 5’8″, with blond hair and a set of D cups that were really something before she allowed herself to get obese. My eyes begin to focus, standing with Chrissy is Tammy, she is 39, 5’8″ also now she has kept herself in good shape, nice large C cups, she might weigh a buck 50. Then there is Susan, she is 37, works for the same airline as I do, she is just like her sister Tammy as they are built the same except that although they both have long brunette hair, Susan’s chest is smaller and she has spent too many lunches at her desk. I say our daughters, but these 3 are actually my step-daughters. Now there is my baby girl Brittney, she is 25, and she is built just like Chrissy, funny how that happens when they are step sisters.

“What happened? Why am I here.”
“Dad, there was a car wreck, don’t you remember?”

As soon as she said that, it began to come back to me. Megan, my wife of 25 years and I were driving down the road, it was dark, wet, and raining. I remember we were laughing about something I had said as we were looking at each other. I saw the headlights of the other car as it ran the stoplight, the sound of metal crunching, broken glass, tires screeching. Megan never saw the car, she had no idea what had just happened.

“Yeah, I remember it now. How long have I been here? How’s Mom?”

“Dad, you’ve been here for a month now, they induced a coma because of swelling on your brain. The fact that you remember the accident is a positive sign. Dad, Mom died in the wreck, when the car T boned you she never stood a chance and died immediately.” That is our Susan right to the point, she has never sugar coated anything. “We had to have a service for mom, but we will have another one when you are feeling up to it. I have also hired an attorney, the guy that ran the stoplight was a city official on his way home after being at the bar drinking the entire night.”

My wife was everything to me, although we were a bit unusual because of our age difference, her begin 56 at her untimely passing, she was 6 yrs older than I was, she was a young mother yet that did not slow her down and she was able to trudge right along through life getting her degrees in education, when we met it was the icing on the cake for all of us the girls included.

I was released from the hospital the following week.