Sons of the invisible

“He is safe with us…” She stood there, anchored to earth by two concrete pillars of skin and blood. This hollow assurance meant nothing.

“Please, do like all the others have and just leave.” It took her decision mere seconds to become fully fledged, stripped of all doubt. “Give my boy back to me, right now! I’m not going anywhere!”

The haze of her tears obscured his response. The barrel arose, pointing up at her face. His mind fixated on one thought. “MY mother couldn’t get ME back…” This magnificent boy with his toy gun; and then his gun spoke…

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