With hands tightly folded, I listen to the doctor’s words – words that will forever change my life.
“I’m sorry… a stroke… it’s very bad,” he says, speaking slowly as if to a child, concerned that grief is drowning out his meaning.
Even so, I’m unprepared for the sight of your flat eyes and lifeless limbs, and pain slices through me like a knife.
Once you were a pilot, soaring high above the clouds, delighting in the sun’s brightness even when there was stormy weather below.
Seeing you this way, earthbound forever, my stricken heart wonders: will your soul take flight?
Author’s Note: This flash fiction was written in response to a challenge on Lillie McFerrin Writes (found here), ‘the home of five sentence fiction.’ Ms McFerrin’s challenge was to write a story in five sentences based on the word ‘flight.’