Laura folds into the patio rocker, breathing in summer's fragrance. The sun boldly hangs in the bright sky, but today marks the tenth anniversary of that day. Her heart feels heavy.
"I miss you, Mom, and the kids miss their grandma. I just long for another chat, a hug, even one more piece of unsolicited advice."
She watches a hummingbird soar to the pink geranium hanging from the gazebo. Her mother loved these delightful creatures.
"Is that you, Mom?"
The little bird glides to Laura, hovering at eye level.
Rocking gently, Laura feels the comfort of her mom's presence.
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I've had fun writing 99-word stories, and I hope you enjoyed this one, too. 🩷
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