Heart Attack

My dad died on a Wednesday evening right in the middle of my senior year. We were just sitting down to eat dinner when he came stumbling through the front door, red-faced and grumbling. Mom called him in to eat, and we heard a loud thump. She and my brother ran to see what had happen, and her wails filled the air while he rushed to the phone. Medical people filled the house within minutes, and they carted dad's lifeless body away. I knew it wasn't good news when they didn't use the ambulance sirens.