Ava felt the ground hard and unforgiving at her back. Her arm throbbed she could see it was at an odd angle. Ava heard music:
If I lay here, If I just lay here. Would you lie with me and just forget the world.
She moved her head painfully to the side and Ava could taste the blood running down her face.
Forget what we’re told. Before we get to old. Show me a garden that’s bursting into life.
To the side Ava saw Dallas dazed, with blood running from a gash in his head. His left arm was stretched out to her bent right arm. He was stroking her arm absently but she could see he was fading fast.
Let’s waste time chasing cars around our heads. I need your grace to remind me to find my own.
She was thinking about the light fading from Dallas’ hazel eyes when she saw how crushed their car was. Somehow they were outside it. Then she felt her eyes drift closed. She could hear the music getting louder.
If I lay here, if I just laid here. Would you lie with me and just forget the world.
Then there was silence.
Thanks to Alistair Forbes for hosting Sunday Photo Fiction.