Flight of the Birds (99 Words)
“Some say that cranes are the spirits of the dead,” said Allie. “When you see one, it could be the spirit of a loved one watching over you.”
Allie glanced down at her son. Three years after his father’s death, Mick was stronger, but she knew the child hurt.
“Maybe it is silly,” she said. “Your daddy doesn’t need a bird to see you. He’s so proud of you, Mickey. I know it.”
“Does he miss me?” said Mick.
Allie’s throat tightened. “How could he miss you?” she asked, hugging him. “Somehow, he’s with you right now.”
Written in response to Carrot Ranch’s Flash Fiction Challenge. Check it out!