His Keeper

He looked at me confused, not realising what was about to happen to him.

"Where are we going, Danny?"

I couldn't look at him anymore without crying, so I turned away.

After 20 years of looking after him, I couldn't do it anymore.
He had gone too far.
I let it get too far.

A single tear fell.

"I'm sorry Jack, I can't save you this time."