Now, staring at that beloved face for the last time, a face that was so composed and noble in its last repose, Ravi’s thoughts were no longer about his loss, or about his mother. Instead, he felt a profound sadness for the boy his father had once been, a boy who nurtured dreams of being a surgeon and realized his dream, a man who became a caring husband and an enlightened, wonderful father. He deserved to have lived many more years, lived long enough to see Ravi achieve his own ambitions, lived to welcome grandchildren, and to retire and take up golf—a game he’d never played because he said it
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