Seconds
By Josh Black
Shattered. There was no other word for it. How do you say goodbye to someone who hadn’t had the chance to be born?
She sees him, gun in his hand. Tries to take cover. It’s too late. She feels the sting in her taut belly, falls down as her world falls apart.
3 years later:
The radiologist stops, blinks, moves the wand again.
“This is…”
“What? What is it?”
She cranes her head to look.
There’s something on the screen that shouldn’t be there, can’t be there. Something cylindrical.
He shakes his head.
“It looks like…”
“A bullet,” she whispers.
Josh Black can be found on his blogsite: http://fallingintofiction.blogspot.com/
