Demolition Before the Bloom

locked onto the ceiling, her heart hammering against her ribs so fiercely she felt dizzy. She prayed to her late father, begging him to protect the innocent life inside her, wishing he were there to hold her hand.

Then, through the static, a clear, rapid, rhythmic sound filled the air.

Thump-thump-thump-thump-thump.

It was the strong, steady beat of a continue reading …