Tightly, I held his hand, as she walked up the stage, welcomed by a resonating applaud. His dark eyes were beaming with pride, while a lump had somehow found a place in my throat.
Gracefully, she accepted the award, which was a reflection of her dedication and hard work. The stars in her green uniform glittered under the bright light.
I leaned towards the Uncle sitting next to me and whispered,”That’s my Mom“.
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Fiction (Word Count – 72 )
Prompt – Post must contain the word MOM and you have just 5 sentences to complete your story.