It could have been Fate I suppose. None of us knew what would happen that day, none of us had the power to stop the planes flying into the world trade centre, if anybody had me and my son wouldn't have went to visit his father at work, we wouldn't have waited for him in his office on one of the higher floors for him to get back from his lunch break, we wouldn't be stuck in a death or death situation.
But I suppose that wasn't the point, maybe everything does happen for a reason. A sick, twisted reason.
This is our story, it's a short one, and it's not pretty.
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We heard the plane crash. We heard the screams that followed. We witnessed the smoke and the fire and the rubble. We saw everyone running for the emergency stairs, I knew we wouldn't get down.
Hunter, my son, oh my precious little son, he looked up at me And asked "Mommy, why is everyone running away?"
The poor thing, I didn't know what to say, I knew people were jumping from the levels above us an I made sure he couldn't see them, God bless his innocent soul.
I crouched down to his level, my lip trembled and my eyes watered.
"Honey, I'm gonna teach you something okay? But you have to listen, you have to do exactly what I say okay?" My voice breaks, as I see the curiosity in his young eyes.
"What is it mommy? I promise I'll listen,"
"We're going to fly okay? Like superman, yeah? But you're gonna have to let mommy hold you and keep your eyes closed okay? You've gotta trust me, no matter what."
I saw the excitement in his eyes and it made my heart break, but oh thank god my son will die happy. Leading him over to the window that people had already broken with my hands over his eyes, stepping onto the edge and telling him to keep his eyes closed as I wrapped my arms around his torso and told him to spread his arms, stepping off the edge and telling him he was flying, keeping in my wails for his sake, smiling through the tears and the pain, and then black. I'd like to say there was more to it than that, I really would, but there wasn't and there never will be. I guess we'll just always be lost in the wreckage.
