We went faster and faster through the white clouds. "Make it
fly daddy!" Mark roared and it made daddy smile so all of
his teeth showed, and daddy only smiles like that when he's
not working or when mommy closes her eyes and laughs, so I
joined in the roaring.
"Yay, we're flying! Faster, daddy, faster!"
Daddy smiling spinning the wheel in his hands and I felt
like one of those race car drivers on TV who could just
cruise through the air like nothing.
I looked out the window and the trees were going by so fast
I wasn't sure they were real. I felt like a movie star in my
big black sun glasses I got from Aunt Ruth on my 12th
birthday and nothing could stop me now!
Except for the skies falling apart and blackness.
There was broken glass everywhere and my glasses were just
lying there on the road but I didn't cry.
My arm was feeling like an elephant sat on it but I didn't
shed a tear.
Hospital gowns and nurses in robes white as snow and all the
grown ups cried but I didn't because I tried to be strong.
But it was too late.
I wanted to fly faster than the wind and cruise through the
air like nothing.
And suddenly daddy was gone.
Like nothing.
All because of me.