Looking back, Kim Samuel realised how close he and his dad had been before. 

Every time he closes his eyes, he remembers. He recalls all the good times, especially a warm smile that never failed to thaw any ice inside him like the sun. 

His friends would ask him, "What's your secret? How can you and your dad be so close?" 

Samuel would just look at them, feeling confused, "What do you mean? My dad and I have always been like that." 

To Samuel, their relationship was normal. Nothing special. He didn't understand what the fuss was about. 

It's funny how death can open one's eyes.

Requester: its_kimgarnet

Prompt: Kim Samuel microfiction