Sunday Photo Fiction – December 13th 2015
It snowed all day, the streets were slick and traffic was horrific.
Megan’s car was hit by a large truck causing the car to spin around, hit a pole and slide into a tree.
She called to her son, Cooper, who was in the back seat. There was no answer.
Megan was trying to catch her breath while frantically looking outside the car for someone to help. She was sure she saw her father, but dismissed that when she realized the figure was a white silhouette of a man on a sign.
She passed out and woke up on a stretcher in the hospital. Cooper was on a stretcher beside her.
He was ready to be taken to the operating room and he opened his eyes briefly and told her everything would be fine. He said, “I spoke with grandpa and he told me you and I will be fine, and he will see us later because we are not ready to go yet.”
Megan’s tears trickled down her face. Her father had passed away a few months before Cooper was born.
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