Pray for Mercy When He’s Resting in Peace

Summary

"Is it really that big a deal that I broke your mother’s urn? Was it worth pushing your aunt over?"

Ten years ago, my father swung a steel pipe, breaking two of my ribs. I dragged my injured body out of that house and hadn’t set foot in my hometown for ten years.

Ten years later, with both his kidneys failing, he lay in the ICU begging me to come back for a match test. My stepmother knelt before a live-stream camera, kowtowing ten times to force me to show myself.

In response, I mailed a body donation consent form directly to his attending physician.