Wings, by Linda Eve Diamond

Once, just once, Hugh paused on a bridge, looked out, and wished he’d never been born. An angel of mercy appeared with a smile and whirled him through scenes of a world that was thoroughly absent of him. They saw his family, lovers, friends, even relative acquaintances and casual strangers, untouched by him, unaffected by his existence… and they were all better off. It’s a wonderful life, said the angel, with a magical smile. Then he thanked Hugh for the selfless spirit of his wish and wiped the Earth clean of him, as if he had never been born. Ding.