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July 11: It's too Late

I felt my life was slowly slipping away, but I wanted to see Kimba and Eleanor before it happened. I know I can't wait much longer it's just that I want to be selfish. I've done what I wanted for so long that, why not this? Phil left me months ago and is slowly calling me to follow. I've been told that they are on their way but I feel it's too late for my goodbyes. Even though I wanted to voice my goodbyes and give them advice, but it will have to be done in letters. I just finished those letters. It's too late now and Phil's voice is getting louder, which means its time for me to go. The last thing I'm grateful for is, before my eyes closed for the last time, they walked in. I got my last wish.

Arnold and Helga were too late. Gertrude "Gertie" Shortman had passed away as they walked walked in. Arnold didn't get a chance to say goodbye to his grandma, the person that kept him, well everyone on their toes. Helga lost a mentor, friend, and a grandma also. It was too late to tell her of their future life or child. They had just been too late.

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