The Day She Couldn't Fly: a Short Story

 By Jackson Honey

It was 1999, and the Olympic scandals were just starting, but something was bigger for Rachel and Clair…

When they were packing for their trip to Canada for Rachel’s uncle’s aunt’s cousin’s great grandma’s grandchild’s ex wife’s son’s husband’s wife’s girlfriend’s funeral in their 2 bedroom really messy apartment, Rachel was on the TV watching the news while Clair was listening to Destiny’s Child and reading Harry Potter.

“Clair! Did you hear they put off the Bill Clinton impeachment!?”

“No I didn’t. And, I DON’T CARE!!!” 

“Don’t talk to me like that! I am your mother. Also, are you prepared for Canada? I know that Aunt Jackie would want you to not freeze to death,” she laughed.

“Mom, my friend on AOL said there is this new book about kids in a post-apocalyptic world. Can I get it?”Clair asked.

“I'll tell you when we’re in Canada,” her mom replied.

2 weeks later and they had everything all packed. At the airport they found their problem.

“Mom, this is so cool! We get to go to Canada!”

“I know. It’s really cool that we get to stay in the coolest hotel there. Niagara Falls.” Then the copilots came to talk with Rachel away enough for Clair to not hear anything… “This threat is unpredictable! It just came out of the blue!” she could hear.

“Do you think it’s real?” Rachel asked.

“We don’t know.” When Clair heard that, she started freaking out and hyperventilating out of fear.

“What if it’s real. What’s gonna happen?” she thought.         5 minutes later, Rachel came back to talk to Clair.

"What's going on mom? Why did you have to talk to them?”

"Clair, I am so sorry, but you can't come to Canada with me. I tried so hard to keep you safe, but you have to stay home alone," her mom explained. Clair, looking gloomy and defeated, said what she didn’t know to be the last goodbye ever to her mom. 3 days later, and she still hadn’t heard from her mom. She kept calling Rachel every second of every day.

“Where are you mom? Why won’t you answer?” Then she turned on the news…

She couldn’t believe it. In disbelief she walked outside until she heard someone calling her name.

“Clair! Clair!” the mysterious voice said. Thinking he was a predator, she thought nothing of it. Then he called her again.

“CLAIR! CLAIR BEAR!!!” She thought that name sounded familiar. When she turned around, she saw a man-- a tall, skinny, brunette man.

“How do you know that?” she inquired. 

“Clair, It’s me. Dad, I saw the news. I am so sorry about your mom,” he responded in a shaky voice. 

“I’ve been waiting for you to reconnect with me for 10 years!" Clair sobbed. "Why did you wait this long? I WISH YOU DIED!!!!” Watching her run off crying, George knew it was a mistake to come.

    1 week later, and it was the funeral. People were crying left and right. Finally, Clair built up the courage to walk up to the casket. When she looked inside, she saw the corpse of her mother, and she couldn’t bear to stay in there.

10 years later, she was finally free from the memories of her mom, until…

Clair's young daughter, Emma, was looking through the attic and saw a photo of Rachel.

    “Mama, who is this?” Seeing the photo, she couldn’t give her an answer. “Mama I know her!!!”

    “What are you talking about?” Clair answered, her eyes narrowing in suspicion.

    “She reads me stories every night. She also sings Rock a bye Baby to me every night!” Emma exclaimed.

    “What do you mean?” Clair urged.

Then, someone knocked at her door… When she opened it, she never would’ve expected who it was gonna be:


“Wait, What? Mom. What are you doing alive?” Clair asked shakily.

“Hi Lady!” Emma exclaimed.

“Hi Emma!” Rachel responded warmly.

“You still didn’t answer me mom,” Clair insisted.

“What do you mean? I never died,” Rachel answered.