Skydiving With a Torn Parachute
Fiction
Published in
Mar 30, 2024
“I’ll jump first!”
“Remember your first time?”
“Yeah, I was your customer!”
“And on Friday we marry. I’m so happy!”
“Me too!”
“My first free fall! We’re so high up!”
“I see you down there!”
What was that sound?
“You’re falling too fast! Your parachute!”
“Oh my god!”
My wedding, no face behind the veil.
My mom and dad.
My younger sister laughing.
Working long hours.
My fiancee sleeping.
My gravestone.
A strong side wind
Lifting me up.
Intense fear.
An eternity.
Splash!
The sun.
My fiance’s voice.
My wedding, my face behind the veil.
The above is a drabble (a 100-word story), an idea I got from JF Danskin
