Anger bubbled up.. pure
and undiluted propelling her across the road after him. She shook him hard, till the teeth rattled in his head.
"Can’t you look where you are going?" she bellowed. "Have you any
idea what could have happened?"
And then she hugged her
son with a last glance at the disappearing car.
Written for Marathon Bloggers. We're doing a week of 55ers. Today's prompt was 'love'.
Labels: 55 fiction, kids, love, marathon bloggers