Flash Fiction, week two. It took a while for inspiration to strike, but it did. Thanks, Ted!!
Word count: 100
Stairway to Heaven
“Mommy – look! angels!”
I looked around, used to trying to find obscure characters in the daily minutiae that was my life as a stay at home mom.
“Angels, honey? I don’t see any angels. You know, they have wings and halos…”
“ But look – they are going up the escalator to see God!”
“ Oh – so they are. I see them. But I think it might be a choir, sweetie. They are singers, not angels.”
“But mom, you’ve got to believe.”
Thinking about my current state of mind, I realized my son was not wrong. I looked again with new eyes, looking for the divine.
I’d take angels any day over handmaidens.
Copyright Erin Leary 2020
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I really like the way this transitions from an apparently cute tale of a child’s perception to something much darker just beyond the frame of the story. If you foreshadowed that darkness it would be even stronger
Wise words – we should listen to the young more often.
Dear Erin,
Out of the mouths of babes. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Excellent take, Erin. I really liked this.