2 YEARS AGO (1st person)

I go downstairs to make a coffee and sit down while it heats up.  My phone rings, but it's very early so I ignore it.  It rings again and I picked it up this time. I hear someone crying, Sounds like my mom. "Al, y- y- your father" they said. This immediately concerns me. 

"Mom? Is that you?"
"Y-Yes"
"What's wrong why are you crying?"
"Your f-father!"
"Yeah? What about him?"
"They, he was in a car crash"
"Oh, gosh. Is he stable?"
"He-he, I don't k-know how to tell you th-this"
"What is it mom? TELL ME!"
"H-He, He's not breathing and d-doesn't have a p-pulse"
"Wha- Is this a joke, are you joking??"
"NO! D-does it seem like I'm j-joking?"

I don't want to accept it. it can't be. Why him?  I just drop down, and just lay there crying for a while. The kettle is done but that doesn't matter to me right now.  After a bit, I phone mom and asked where dad was and if she was with him. I go grab my keys,  get in the car, take a deep breath and start driving. I always enjoy driving but this time the drive is dead to me. I arrive at the crash scene. 

My dad seems to have crashed into a pole which is odd. But I ignore all of that and go to where my dad was lying, my mom next to him. I hold his hand, "You rest in peace dad" I spoke into his ear. I really hated the atmosphere here so I left for the river near my house.

I sat at the bank, enjoying the calming sounds of the river and the birds fluttering about. I stay there for a few hours just reminiscing old memories, thinking of all the fun trips he would take me on. But that one trip comes to my mind. One I had kept locked away. For the best.