"His chances of surviving are bleak," the doctor said, "It maybe time to say goodbye."
"Dad, I'm queer. I'm sorry I never told you," his son whispered.
All were shocked. There wasn't a sound around the room, not even him breathing. Suddenly, there was a hiccup.
"I always knew, son." The father breathed his last.
Wrote it for 3WW. Haven't written here in a while and had to kickstart! The words were: Queer, bleak and hiccup.
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