She hugged Him as hard as she could. This was more than a mother's touch or warm embrace. As she reached for her son, with uncertainty of their future, Betty sought to put an imprint on his soul that would last them lifetimes over.
Now skin touched. She hoped to keep this embrace frozen in time and embedded in her soul: the perfection and smoothness of his skin, the seducing scent of his wet hair, the time, the place, the season and movement of his chest as they took turns in the breathing that sustained a life she didn't want to let go.
Miss Visionary 2011*
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