Almost Perfect
by Jace D. Albao (b. 1969)
He had the perfect health. Strength, vitality, the verve of youth.
He had the perfect friends. Supporters, comrades. People he trusted, people who trusted him.
He had the perfect family. Deeply rooted in a rich history of unconditional love, understanding, and acceptance.
He had the perfect companion. A better half, a mad lover, an intellectual soul mate.
He had the perfect skills. A natural talent, an unmatched mastery of his craft, a gift.
He had the perfect gig. An outlet for his expertise, a fulfillment of his art, a surface for his star to shine upon.
He had the perfect reputation. Respect and recognition, a comfortable celebrity, an enviable fame.
He had the perfect security. The safety of wealth, a financial independence, a springboard for freedom.
He had the perfect future. Wide open, promising, an agenda booked solid with happiness.
He had a freak accident.
He had a funeral.
