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Saturday's Storyteller: "There was a spiral painted onto the engine turbine, as if to hypnotize the oncoming birds."

by Belinda Roddie There was a spiral painted onto the engine turbine, as if to hypnotize the oncoming birds. I kept my eyes on it during the entire flight. The red curves and loops were oddly calming, and sometimes, if I unfocused my gaze, the whole thing looked like it was pulsing and moving, bending and twisting into new shapes and forms. Staring at that spiral kept my mind off the occasional twitch of the plane as it hurtled through the stormy skies. It distracted me from the occasional flashes of lightning, the rattling of plates on trays during turbulence, and of course, the moments when the snores of the man sitting next to me felt more akin to wheezes or last breaths. By the time we landed, the clouds had cleared up, and everyone felt so blue. I got off the plane and felt wobbly on my feet, the image of that simple spiral staying with me. So much for entrancing avian creatures - it had done its job of entrancing me. We took thirty minutes getting our bags and forty-five

Today's OneWord: Angels

My mother told me I should believe in angels, but I didn't see them until I was flat on my back in the middle of the intersection toward the outskirts of town, having just received the full brunt of the front bumper of a black SUV. To his credit, the driver stopped and ran over to see if I was okay, but all his words were mangled in my ears, and I couldn't see straight. What I did see, well, it wasn't like my mother told me. These angels weren't dressed in white or bent over from heavy halos; they were nicely dressed, in blue and red suits, and every single one of them appeared to be female.