Aaron Larsen woke to the sound of glass breaking. His heart raced as he rolled off the mattress onto the floor, wincing as pain shot through his knee and then through the lower right leg that wasn’t even there. Sharp stabbing pins and needles tortured the sole of the foot he didn’t have anymore.
He pushed himself off the floor, wobbling like a bowling pin before he made a grab for his crutches. He jammed the crutch pads under his arms, curled his fingers around the grips, and swung himself out of his childhood bedroom into the dark hallway.
Fucking stairs. The rubber tip of his right crutch slipped, and he lost his footing. His heart beat fast and his stomach flipped, but he managed to shift his weight back instead, landing on his ass on the top step instead of crashing headfirst down th
