She closed her eyes and transformed. Reassuringly firm press of air beneath her wings, individual feather tips twisting in eddies and snapping back in place. Tiny adjustments produced predictable changes in pitch and roll felt with exhilarating clarity.
Susan opened her eyes. A barn and grazing sheep in pasture below. So far below. Shitshitshit!!
Fear was a thing with feathers as human and bird Susans wrestled control of one flailing body, spiraling and lurching downward to finally tumble to a stop on the barn roof’s rough wooden shingles.
Crap. This wish was an even bigger shitshow than the last.
About the Creator
Gina King
Wildlife biologist, Northwesterner, reluctant passenger in this wild 21st century ride.
The steps to losing a child
Step One: Lose a child. Not what anyone wants to happen and nothing you can do to change it, but you can go through steps to becoming happy again. You can go through steps to loving again. You can go through steps to become a new you because after losing a child you will never be the same person you once were.
By Tabitha Hinkley5 days ago in Fiction
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