Kapitel 72: Chapter 71 Called it purefinder

His father passed away before they could have had a word. Even if they were not going to exchange compliments... William wished they could have just had one conversation. It hurt to think that he passed on a few minutes before he had arrived. William swooped the dust on his father's desk. His study had been quiet and untouched left the way it had been. William had spent so many years wishing his father dead that when he finally passed on he could not cope with it. The feeling of being robbed off a goodbye, came in here and there. It visited him in the shadows... when he was alone, when he was not with Panashe or his son or his mother. It was a little bit of sadness that he never thought he would have over his father. They had quarreled for so long that William missed the quarreling, the random banters, the snide comments.