I made you your favourite sandwiches that day. Because lockdown had began I did the shopping.
The chain was on the door. It's only when we got our new doors I then knew how to lock from the inside. You didn't know how and I didn't.
But you shared a secret. Your best friend and myself knew how to break in.
I did it clutching all my shopping. A man saw me.
I joked that I was a top of the range burglar.
You had passed from a heart attack. Best way to go.
I called 999. Had to wait outside incase it was a crime scene. Unlikely cos you never let people in. Just myself and David.
But you shouldn't have pushed your housing officer twice telling him to leave. LoL I was a peacekeeper but that day I wasn't. The police officer pointed and my sweet demeanour changed. I told the police officer "take your finger out of his face. Haven't you any respect for your elders. Calling the police to a 75year old man".
He replied "you think because he's 75 he can't do anything wrong. You're RIDICULOUS!!!"
I said "I love you too".
But the 1st April 2020 was when I found you. Strangely I am glad because there was no smell of death and I was able to identify you.
I lost my job in the charity shop because of lockdown and the police woman said working in a charity shop is great. People donate very good stuff and you can take things ".
I stared ahead and said one word "NO". My doctor said that was an awful thing to say. Truth is I adored my boss and never took things. The shop is closed down now.
I tried to keep in touch with Charlie's son but he is angry because his dad called me Angel and his number 1.
David died 15months later of cancer. Double whammy.
I didn't know for a year that I wasn't well (fluid on the lungs).
I knew Charlie was getting ill as he was a lot older but David dying who was 2years younger than me was too much to take.
No job, no Charlie, no David, health issues. A big hole in my life and I can't tell anyone.