fileg (fileg) wrote,

Early Lesson

a non fiction drabble for the "falling" challenge at great_write_way.

Early Lesson

My mother was a child growing up with her child.

When I was three, she took me from the bath, wrapped me in a towel, and stood me on a flat surface while she reached for a brush. The surface was the short side of a twenty gallon fish tank, drying upended. I was a slight child, but my weight wasn’t nonexistent.

There was a shower of sparks, shards of reflective stars, and I slipped through the sharpness without a scratch. Panicked, she reached to pull me free.

All of her instincts were good. But, falling isn’t always the dangerous part.

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