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I knocked on the door

I heard the scrape of a cane, and theof a throat The floor creaked

I heard Henry’s dark brow touch the inner door panel

“I know that knock,” he murmured

I knocked again

“I’ll be da wide

Henry’s blind eyes looked out on nothing

“Let me take a deep breath”

He inhaled I exhaled

“Holy Jesus,” Henry’s voice treum You!”

“Me, Henry,” I said gently

His hands groped out I seized both

“Lord, son, you are welcome!” he cried

And he grabbed and gave , then realized what he had done and pulled back “Sorry …”

“No, Henry Do it again”