A common sound

A common sound, except when it is unexpected. A common sound, except when it tears a hole in your husband’s belly. A common sound, except when your legs are stone; no, not just legs, but everything. I was stone eroding from inside.

Everything I knew was a single ruined thought. Too shocked to speak, or scream, or beg time to step back for a moment, to contemplate what had been done. And Jeremiah stood still for a moment, for a lifetime, his hands cradling his damaged stomach. His eyes saw nothing but whatever was left behind them. And then he fell. Collapsed in the dust, and the dust chuffed up and surrounded him, unconcerned.

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