Balance by David Wood
Copyright 2009, 2011
Published by Gryphonwoood Press at Smashwords
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Dan Lake leaned back on the bleachers and watched his son take a lead off of first base. Tyler danced off the edge of the bag, bouncing on the balls of his feet with an exuberance that only an eight year-old boy can muster. Dan smiled. Other parents didn't know how lucky they were. How to explain it to them? How to make them understand how it feels to be told that your little boy will never walk again?
He checked his watch. The digital display revealed that it was two o'clock on the nose.
Seventy eight days.
Seventy eight days, twelve hours, and fourteen minutes to be exact, since the night that he had cradled his son in his arms, and shed all the tears that he had held in since the accident. The night that he cried out a challenge to the God that his parents kept telling him about. The God who had let one of his “flock” run Tyler down in the street.
“Take it away from him! I dare you! Take it away!”
That night, that very moment, Tyler walked. He cupped Dan's face in his little hands, and said, “It's okay now, Daddy.” With that, Tyler hopped down from Dan's lap, and walked out of his bedroom. Dan scarcely heard Kelly's bewildered sobs of joy and gratitude. He felt weak. Weak with joy, perhaps. Weak with confusion. He didn't know. God had taken it away.