This is how it begins: a mirror clicks into place. My face is pale in the bathroom’s halogen wash. There’s a screeching flame in my head. I see the flash of an eye.
Reed is watching from over my shoulder.
I’m caught with death in my hands.
This is the weight I will always have to carry.
A young man goes on a quest. There is a burden he cannot put down.
“Station-Keeping” is free to read at Gavagai
Please be mindful: this story deals with depression and suicide.
