PREFACE:
The San Francisco sky lit up with the sparks of fireworks, thundering and exploding overhead Crissy Field in an array of color. Spectators cheered with every BOOM and lined the grassy field adjoining the shore, all in hopes of getting a good view.
"Happy Fourth of July, Dad!" a girl in the crowd shouted, her voice stolen by the wind and the noise. She smiled wide, pushing strands of mousy hair from her face, only to have it blown back again. Her father towered over her, but smiled just as heartily.
As a halo of fireworks erupted behind him, the girl's father started to reply. "Happy--" The words stuck in his throat. His amiable face contorted with shock and pain, and slowly he fell forward.
"Dad?" The girl murmured, confused. Her father was now eyelevel with her, kneeling on the ground, and painfully stuttered out, "Jacob…Stanley!" His eyes widened with desperation. The man whispered a quick "I…love you" before collapsing upon the grass.
"Dad!? Dad!!"
