Dial - Season 2 - Episode 54

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Dial - Season 2 - Episode 54

I was human, yes, and the prime instinct of every human was survival. It was ingrained in all of us. The weakest baby would fight to survive when death approached. To take the next breath was the prime focus of every human when death was in full sight.
I had seen death, and I had seen horror…and yes, I wanted to live!
My heart was filled with horror as death approached. I could have accepted it like a man, and died in the arms of love, but what would that achieve? I now knew so much about giving back to the world, and I had seen the folly of my ways. There were a lot of ways I could have made the world better for people I came into contact with.

I was rich and free, but in a way I had been living in a prison of my own, restricted to the thighs of beautiful women.
Now I had friends, and I had a new vision of the world. There were so many things I wanted to do, so many things I had done wrong that needed to be corrected.

My mother, for instance. I had never forgiven her, and I had made her go through hell even though she regretted her actions so much, her wickedness that had caused her to dump me on my Pappy when I was but a tot of a baby.

She had regretted, but I had never forgiven her!
And then the women on my list, the women in my life! I had hurt them so much, so terribly! I had used their bodies and dumped them, just opened up the trash cans and dumped them in there and covered it up, without a second glance!

Some had been destroyed for life, seared for eternity, just waiting for a single sentence from me:

I’m sorry, please forgive me for doing you wrong!
But I hadn’t done that.

My famous Dial List was still on my MacBook.
Oh, yes, I couldn’t die like this!
I loved Abena Adobea more than anything in the world, and for the rest of my life my heart would be in pain! I could never stop loving her…and not being able to hold her, to cherish her, to kiss her and live a happy life with her would tear my heart apart, yes.

But maybe it was a price I had to pay!
A price I had put on myself for my past years of sordid life.