My Neighbor Drove My Father, Who Was Blind, to Every ‘Doctor’s Appointment’ for 8 Years – After Dad’s Funeral, He Said, ‘He Made Me Promise to Tell You Where We Really Went’

Ben had read them out loud, and Dad had told him which parts were awful, which needed slight tweaking, and which showed his true feelings.

The final letter had no corrections.

Dad told Ben it was ready.

Ben still couldn’t send it.

I pushed the envelope away.

“Your father gave me an instruction,” he said. “After he died, you were supposed to make sure I finished what we started.”

Anger surged within me.

I’d buried my father an hour earlier, and Ben was already handing me some task to complete for another family

I pushed the envelope away.

“No. I can’t do this for you today.”

Ben nodded, full of understanding.

Ben gave me freedom every Thursday without ever making me feel helpless.

“There’s another note,” he said. “For you.”

I opened the envelope, despite my hesitation. How could I not hear from my dad one last time?