Flash! Friday is upon us! Almost at the deadline, but here is this week's story: 150 words, +/- 5 on this photo:
Throwing children out of windows isn’t normal. At the height of their trajectory, they float for a heartbeat in the air. Orange light paints over their skin. It’s almost beautiful, but it isn’t normal.
Some of the older kids understand, and they all fight our holds instinctively in fear. But we’re stronger, and we’re determined. Their wiggling and crying cannot slow us down. Screams tear through me, but I don’t even pause.
“I hate heights,” the little boy in my arms whispers.
“Close your eyes,” I can’t help whispering back.
The second he does, I clench my jaw and toss. His arms flail as he flies. Fourteen.
I pray the hands outside will catch him.
We search the smoky room for any small bodies left behind. The flames lick at my feet through the remaining patches of floor.
This isn’t what I signed up for.