He Never Glanced at Me During the Quake
Language: en
The night the earth shook, the master beam snapped with a sound like a gunshot, pinning me beneath the bed frame. I lay in the dark, suffocating under the weight of plaster and splintered wood, with only my right hand free to claw at the air. When my father rushed into the ruins, I screamed for him to save me. But he scooped up my little brother first, then spun back around to search the crumbling closet for the boy’s stuffed bear. I told him my leg was crushed, that the blood wouldn’t stop flowing. He only yelled back at me through the dust: "Can’t you just wait until I get Toby somewhere…