This was supposed to have been their fresh start, a moment to begin again after a few turbulent years and the loss of their stillborn son.
Another chance to find each other, love one another with more depth than they ever had before, the loss bringing forth a good, in a bad situation.
But life, as usual, did not follow plans they made. The icy road ahead made it impossible for them to regain control of their car, before it was too late.
Holding hands until the moment of their death, taking their last laborious breath, they held on to the belief that now they would reunited with their child, at last.
Copyright Claudia H. Blanton 2015
This post was inspired by this weeks Five Sentence Flash Fiction Prompt: Fresh.