“I don’t think I can do this.”
Felix stared at the ascending roadway. The walls closed in on him, and two women eyed him rather dubiously from afar.
Eric’s strong hands placed themselves on the small of his back and shoulder. “Yes, you can. I’m right here and won’t let you fall.”
Felix blew out a deep breath and set aside his crutches. He snatched the cane leaning next to him, taking the first step. Plastic and metal creaked as his prosthetic legs bore his full weight for the first time.
He stumbled, but Eric steadied him. “I’m with you.”
Word Count: 100
Friday Fictioneers time again. This week’s photo prompt is the picture above the story of the ascending staircase/road. This one goes out to the wounded vets and the therapists that help them adjust to a new reality. I’m going to break from my norm and advocate visiting http://www.woundedwarriorproject.org/ along with Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple.
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