Jack Kelly awoke somewhere over northern Arizona as the 757 aircraft made its way into Pacific time zone. Yawning with a stretch, he unbuckled his seat belt and scratched his head. He thanked God that the two seats next to him were unoccupied, leaving plenty of room to stretch out and attempt comfort. Jack exhausted about ten different positions until he shrugged a defeated sigh and slid open his iPhone. He had missed more news! And was unable to tweet! The travesty of the situation pummeled him with a soft whimper while he scrolled through the very latest… Continue reading “Infinity 5.” »
I kind of remember the night before, but it’s hard to say.
That morning came like a tidal wave, sweeping away everything we once knew and thought as safe.
I remember being glued to the television for hours, watching everything on repeat, listening to my mother crying in the other room and holding a newspaper, her eyes red and tired.
We saved all of the newspapers.
From then on The Monster had entered our lives: my life.