The old professor looked at the beautiful full moon shining over the city.
“Are you sure you’re ready to retire, Robert?” his friend, Arthur, asked.
”I’ll never be ready. It’s my life. It’s time though.”
Robert was packing boxes.
“Do you have to move? No one is left for you where you lived 25 years ago,” Arthur commented.
”I’ll go through my papers. Write my memoir. I’ll always be a professor, Arthur. I just want to read, write, and research, That’s all I need.”
”Live here with me, Robert. I need your company.”
Tears streamed down Robert’s face as he smiled.
Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff and Friday Fictioneers and photo attribution goes to Gah Learner.
The Write Scribe 
Ah, that was bittersweet. I wonder if he decided to stay with his friend after all.
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A powerful friendship. I hope Robert stays.
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That’s such a sweet story.
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It is lovely to see a friendship being so defined. Nice story.
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Great friends Arthur and Robert. Sometime it is important to follow ones heart. That should not affect friendship.
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Simply delightful. Such friendships are precious.
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What a delightful revelation of the love between the two men. You left me with the impression that Robert was startled, even shocked, at the realisation that somebody loved him enough to want to be with him for the rest of his life. Lovely writing, Rosemary.
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Thank you so much!
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I really enjoyed how the story unfolded,
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Thank you, Michael!
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Aw, that’s a lovely piece.
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A lovely story. Much better for Robert to stay close to his friend as he researches and writes those memoirs. I hope he decides to stay.
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How touching. Sometimes love and a family come from those we least expect. I hope he stays.
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