In loving memory of Charlie

Something that really sucks is how much Charlie loved his rigid routines, so there’s all these missing sounds. The sound of the kettle being filled in the morning was always followed by Charlie doing his early morning groans before getting up for breakfast. The car door closing and not hearing his feet hit the floor as he jumps out. The front door slamming and the absence of him bounding up the stairs. The metronome is still ticking but the melody is gone