Between by Tefft, Cyndi

pretty well, but I kept my mouth shut. “No, I’m not an angel. I’m what you might call a Transporter. I’m here to take you from earth to heaven.” My brows furrowed as if I’d just realized I’d forgotten something important. I shook my head. “From earth to heaven? To go to heaven, I’d have to be… dead.” The word lay on my tongue, heavy and tasteless, as I tried to absorb exactly what that meant. The meadow dissolved around me, replaced by a rainy night. The wind whipped my hair around my face and I stared in horror at the crumpled car wrapped around the pine tree before me. A man at the edge of the road slid down the bank toward us. Upon reaching the mangled car, he shouted, “Are you okay?” Ravi choked out a sob. “Help her. I think she’s hurt.” “ I’m here! Over here!” I yelled, but the man didn’t react. The stranger moved over to the side of the car by the tree and yelled, “Miss? Miss, are you all right? Can you hear me?” When he got no response, he gave up and moved back to Ravi. “I called 9-1-1. Help is coming. Don’t worry, man, she’s going to be fine.” I ran over to him, panic welling up inside me. “ What are you talking about?” I said. “I’m right here! I must have been thrown from the car. I’m not—” A bloody, lifeless arm lay on the ground, sticking out through the shattered window. My hand flew to my mouth. NO! My throat tightened and I swallowed hard in a vain attempt to tamp down the surge of grief. Aiden appeared at my side and touched my shoulder. I bit my quivering lip