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Wizened
Gibbs stared at his father's dead body. He couldn't believe his father was dead. He'd always been so full of life.
He knew Jackson was getting up there in age, but he hadn't thought he was close to death. He'd thought he had more time. Even now, Jackson still looked young. There was no sign of a wizened old man.
What had happened to his father? He couldn't believe he was gone. He'd seen death many times. Some of it even close hand and a surprise like with his girls, but he still didn't understand this one.
It was only a few weeks ago that he'd been up here and Jackson had been full of life and teasing him about settling down. No one could ever replace his girls, but somehow his father's death bothered him more, though in a different way, of course.
