Five Sentence Fiction – ENRAPTURE

ImageAlone in the darkened hospital room, I cradle his newborn warmth against my bare skin. Although we have spent the last nine months together, this is the first time we have ever really met.

I gently trace my finger along every feature of his precious face, committing them not only to my memory, but to my heart and my soul. I whisper hopes and dreams and love for him into his perfect ear.

His tiny fingers grasp mine and I kiss the top of his downy head.


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