Looking Up

Everything was still, and then my eyelids moved. I took a slow breath and looked upward across the textured ceiling overhead. High above, a small blue-and-red figure clung flat against the white surface. I blinked, assessing the distance. Slowly, I raised my right hand toward the ceiling, tracing the shape of the little figure in the air. My fingers responded cleanly to my thought. I rested my hand back down, quietly watching.#Saving #Jaydenzapata