Johnathan munched on his food with satisfaction. Nibbling some cheese here, some bread there, and taking a few sips of milk here and there.<br/><br/>He wasnâ€™t a huge fan of milk, unless sweetened, so he couldnâ€™t drink much. His father looked down at him and gave a warm, weary smile.<br/><br/>â€œWhat?â€ Johnathan asked with his mouth full, so it sounded more like â€˜Mmphâ€™.<br/><br/>He just shook his head and smiled, â€œNothing John. When youâ€™re finished, itâ€™s time for bed.â€<br/><br/>â€œWhat, but daaaad,â€ he whined once he swallowed his food.<br/><br/>â€œNo buts!â€ He snapped.<br/><br/>Johnathan slumped down off his seat and went to the sink to wash his plate. Turning to go to his bed he mumbled, â€œGood night dadâ€¦ Love yahâ€™.â€<br/><br/>â€œI love you to Jonny boyâ€¦â€<br/><br/>As Johnathan crawled underneath the covers he snuggled in. But what he hadnâ€™t known that this was the last time he would see his father alive again that night.