Wingless Butterflies Chasing Shadows


He was arguing with his mother in the car. And then they were both in a panic; Dominic screaming her name and his mother gripping his arm tightly as she chanted for him to hold on. Dom felt like she knew that this might be it. But even when the odds are stacked, the human always fights, even when it doesn’t need to.

His last memory of her was her voice. It was so steady, even as the SUV barreled towards them.
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