Between the Keys
Robert Swartwood

He takes the can of compressed air and sprays between the keys. First dust flies out, shooting everywhere, then a paperclip. Next a pencil, a calculator, a bottle of water. He keeps spraying. Eventually a finger appears between the Tab and Caps Lock keys. The finger becomes a hand, an arm. He sets the can aside and grips the arm with both hands. He pulls and pulls until he yanks his daughter completely out. He wipes the dirt from her face, then asks where her mother is. She points at the keyboard. He picks up the can again.