Dad was telling us that his friend, Uncle John (who's wife is Auntie Molly, my high school teacher) passed away last week.
So Dad, trying to be matter of fact, "Well, at least he is no longer suffering since he has been a cucumber since his stroke months ago..."
"Cucumber?"
"There! He's just lying there, cannot move lah!"
"You mean, vegetative..."
But it is sad. Uncle John was there for my Dad when Dad was going through his eye operation last year and they had just become close. Plus they are expecting their first two grandchildren.
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