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He hadn’t moved in days. It didn’t feel worth it. Jason hadn’t come over the past 2 weekends. Marvin wanted to feel guilty for not spending time with his son but he didn’t have the energy. He knew the apartment was a mess, Whizzer was the one who kept it clean. The TV had been on for the past 3 days.
Cordelia knew that Marvin wasn’t eating, so she decided today she would bring him some dinner in hopes that he would eat.
The apartment was a mess, Marvin was lying in bed, staring at the wall.
“Marv? I brought you some food.”
No response.
“Marvin?”
The blob of blankets shifted.
“Do you wanna go see him?”
The blob shrunk.
“Have you visited since the funeral?”
“No.”
“Alright get up. Let’s go.”
Upon arriving at the cemetery Delia decided to let Marvin have a moment alone.
As soon as he was alone at the grave he burst out in tears. He collapsed in front of the stone that read “Whizzer Brown 1950-1981 loving partner and father”
He sobbed and heaved until he almost threw up. Eventually he was able to stand up and solemnly stare at the grave. He felt Delia’s hand on his back.
He kept his eyes on the stone “I have it.” Was all he said.
“Oh Marvin…”. Cordelia whispered as she hugged him.
Sure enough two months later the family was in an all too familiar hospital room and the doctors were saying all too familiar phrases.
“It’s not fair.” Jason spoke suddenly, “Why does god want to take you too? He can’t have both of you! It’s selfish!” He began to cry.
“C’mere Jay.” Marvin said, making space in the bed with him.
“I know it feels unfair buddy. I know it seems like everything is going wrong. But I have a special mission for you. Once I’m gone, you have to take care of your mom and Mendel ok?”
Jason nodded.
“All of you need to stick together, protect each other. I love you all, but I think you should go, I’m not feeling so good, and I’m very tired.”
“Dad please don’t go.”
“Jay… Whizzer is all alone right now, waiting for me. You know how he is with waiting.”
Jason thought for a moment and nodded, he hugged his father close, “Tell him I love him and I miss him, I’m gonna miss you too.”
He crawled off the bed and grabbed his crying mother’s hand.
That was the last time he spoke to his father.
On Father’s Day Jason asked if he could have two extra pieces of paper.
When Mendel picked him up he gave him one of the cards.
“Can we go to the cemetery? I need to drop off these two.” He said, holding up the other two cards.
“Of course bud.”
The graves lay next to each other, now with matching cards.
Happy Father’s Day!
Thank you for being an amazing dad.
I miss you every day.
I love you
-Jason