Fade
Brooks is tried after a busy day at the garden, the grass had grown tall and the bushes need trimming. Its been a while since he had worked so much after retirement, his knee aches after standing and walking all day. All he want is a toast with marmalade and hot chocolate. "Chocolate is bad for your teeth...." a voice from a distance. It was his mother's voice, he looked around for his mom...."But...but my mom died long time ago....." Brooks said to himself, he started to get unsettled...."Am I loosing my mind? " he thought..."I am hearing things..I am hallucinating." A panic is setting in. Brooks knew its getting serious, he might loose his memory due to old age. Few weeks passed by, a fog in his mind, faces blurred, conversations evaporated, and the details of yesterday dissolved like mist. He sighed, resigned to the fact that his memories were like sand slipping through his fingers, no matter how desperately he tried to hold on. Shuffl...