Based off a true story

Staring my grandfather in the eyes. looking at his face, well the half that wasn’t paralyzed. My grandfather mutters something under the short amount of breath that was left. Everyone looked over, wondering what he needed this time. My mother held his hand right, supporting him through wording it together.

“Ice cream sandwich” was what he said. Ice cream sandwich was my grandfathers 100th birthday present. No one was really shocked ice cream sandwiches had always been his favorite but it’s hard to eat something like that with only half a face. We cut up one of his favorite ice cream sandwiches for my grandma to feed to him as his breath shortened more and more. And by the time the ice cream was gone, he was gone too.