{"id":1644,"date":"2019-05-04T14:37:52","date_gmt":"2019-05-04T18:37:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=1644"},"modified":"2019-05-04T14:37:52","modified_gmt":"2019-05-04T18:37:52","slug":"please-stay","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=1644","title":{"rendered":"Please Stay."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The story spark used for this piece was a lyric from the song &#8220;Stay just a little bit longer&#8230;&#8221;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"><b>Please Stay<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It was to be our last time together. I wish I had known that. Please stay a little bit longer. The touch of his hand, The aged look on his face as he gazed into my eyes. He must have <a href=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/05\/Aging-hands.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-1645 alignleft\" src=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/05\/Aging-hands-268x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"100\" height=\"112\" srcset=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/05\/Aging-hands-268x300.jpg 268w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/05\/Aging-hands.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 100px) 100vw, 100px\" \/><\/a>known. Please stay a little bit longer. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Mom knew; she must have, but she didn\u2019t say. Please stay a little bit longer. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">His words of wisdom; his guiding thoughts; the gentle tones of his voice calming me when I was distraught, but never to be heard again. Please stay a little bit longer. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">A tight hug, a simple wave, the door closes. Please stay a little bit longer. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">And he was no more. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">But wait&#8230;there are the pictures, the recordings, and there are the memories. They always remain. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I guess he stayed. <\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #3366ff;\"><em><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\">Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Characters and events are products of the author\u2019s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.<\/span><\/span><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The story spark used for this piece was a lyric from the song &#8220;Stay just a little bit longer&#8230;&#8221; Please Stay It was to be our last time together. I wish I had known that. Please stay a little bit &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=1644\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[4,7],"tags":[67],"class_list":["post-1644","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-original-stories","category-story-writing","tag-harvey-heilbrun"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1644","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1644"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1644\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1646,"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1644\/revisions\/1646"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1644"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1644"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1644"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}