Sacculina

by Philip Fracassi

“The hardest part of losing someone...” Henry said in a whisper, then sighed, a deep-down pain in his voice. “Please understand, what I did after... the way I was. The way I am. It’s not the losing that hurt me the most, son...” He paused, patted the top of Jim’s head, gave a weary sigh. “It was the damned going on.”