The Flash Died

Barry stood trembling as he looked into the living room. His mother was sitting quietly in the living room, just as she had in his memories. It had always been her habit. Before he knew it, Barry's eyes had reddened, and tears were nearly spilling down his face uncontrollably. How long had it been since he had seen his mother? More than twenty years. How many twenty-year spans did a person have in a lifetime? "Mom..." Barry murmured softly. Whoosh!