It was a miscalculation
Down was easier than up
One simple baking dish.
It had a bread like shape and was made of Pyrex.
It belonged inside of the big Pyrex dish with others.
“You’ll need a stool, chair or to get on the counter to put those away”, I was told.
Me? I have big, long arms. Despite my limited stature, I have reach. I have a wingspan that is shockingly big.
I reached up and took the dishes down. The glass bread pan went in the big Pyrex along with a round casserole dish and its lid.
As I reached up with the collection, the round glass lid from the casserole dish leapt from the collection.
Everything slowed down.
A heavy glass lid falling three feet onto a quartz counter top would have predictable consequences.
Not this time though. I caught it with my elbows.
I couldn’t move.
Any move I could make would result in destruction.
“Help help help,” I called.
The help tried to reach up to the dish over my head.
They wanted to take the dish that I had secure in my hands.
They ignored the dish that I had jammed betw…
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