Carried Over, by Ronald Guell

The airliner is in a steep dive, seconds from slamming into the ocean. Michael, seat belt buckled, follows instructions and braces for impact. No soul should suffer this kind of all-consuming fear.

There is a white space. An angel with open arms kneels before a white shimmering veil. Michael is propelled through the veil into the angel’s arms. Her wings fold into an embrace, an embrace like a thousand comforting arms.

Waking from hypnosis, he sits on the psychiatrist’s couch. The doctor asks, “How do you feel, Jason? I have a story to share with you, and a few questions.”

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