“Sir, they are here. Should I send them right away?” George asked.
“Bien sur. Please,” I said.
“Hey! Look what I found: a Sam-wich stuck in a bed,” Jenna said.
“No, it’s a bummer. I don’t smell any meat,” Brittany came along.
Finally, Murphy stepped in. “What is it, mon amour? You look so pale. Is everything all right?”
“It is and it is not. I don’t know how much there is left of me on this earth. I am scheduled to travel anytime now,” I said.
“By travel, you mean…” Jenna asked.
“Okay, I will leave my body and travel out of the world leaving everything behind,” I completed her sentence.
“But you don’t believe in such things,” Murphy confirmed.
“I don’t know what I believe in anymore. Things are changing at a rapid pace. I am unable to keep up. First, Brexit and now talks of Scotexit. It’s all a farce and I am caught in it without a notion of comprehension. I think and I fail. It’s like I am going insane. Words come out of my mouth before I make sense of it. You can ask George, how I have been these past few days. George?” I said.
“Uh! Yes, Sir. You haven’t been yourself lately. The brain tumor is messing with you, making you utter things. I feel for you, Sir,” George sobbed.
Others stare at me in disillusionment. I didn’t tell them about my cancer. How could I? I didn’t want to receive the same treatment from them that I do from George. I needed to feel that everything is all right. I wanted them to treat me like nothing happened. What other choice did I have? I did what I could with whatever time is left for me.
“So you made us feel that you were feeling under the weather all this time. How could you…” Jenna snapped.
“I did what was necessary or what I felt right. I am sorry if it was wrong on my part. I never wanted to hurt you, ever,” I confirmed.
“But you did. We would have liked to be a part of your journey. Why would you seclude us like this and keep us in the dark?” Murphy started crying.
“The queen is an obnoxious animal, digging her way into a sink. She has no power left but cries for it in her heart. And in her heart, she knows she can’t have it. Then why hold that title? Isn’t it foolish to do so? What’s the matter with her anyway? To all those kings and queens out there: please go have a life and stop pondering on your rumbling dynasty!” I blabbered.
“What? What are you talking about? I don’t understand the relevance,” Jenna looked at me in puzzlement.
“Sir is not himself now. He is not in proper control of his words. I don’t know how to explain it better. I am sorry,” George said.
“Scotland is treated as a backyard for England just like the third world countries were during their colonization. We don’t give a penny to their culture and values. You ask for freedom and all you get is a backlash. Open your eyes and follow my rule or so England says. Let the pony ride all the way to the north and create havoc with its stupidity,” I kept on.
“Stop. You are not making any sense. You better rest, Sir,” George interfered.
“I will leave if I hear any more of your nonsense…” Murphy said.
George shouted at the sight of my gasping for air. I heard panic while I breathed my last.