A Buick clipped the sidewalk in front of me careening on two wheels. A baby in a soiled diaper clung to the open car door swinging wide toward me, terrified eyes wide, toes clutching the air parallel to the ground. He let go and flew. I caught him, midair.
*This was just some fun fiction in 50 words. With all my usual wordy bloviation, this was good discipline!
