The family had no idea that little Luigi would grow up to be the one who returned. Back then, it was considered a daughter’s duty. Sons were the ones who became consumed by the families of their wives. Not Luigi. The baby. The black sheep. Always coming home with bruises and bloody scratches and fantastical stories of fights and skirmishes where he always emerged the victor. He’d been certain his parents, who always shook their heads at the tales of his misadventures, were relieved to be rid of him when he finally left home.
But, when no one could stand to see her emaciated figure, wracked with pain, not even Father, when everyone else sent only excuses, he’d come back from places unknown, and held Mother’s hand until the ugly, bitter end.
On the last day, at her insistence, he leaned in close. With the hint of laughter in her voice, she whispered, “You were always my favorite.”
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Such a good son… glad he was there for her….
thank you for reading!
My, such a lovely touching story. I’m glad I read it.
Thank you for your kind words.
I love this story! The ending is great!
Thank you so much!
Very touching. Loved it.
Thank you!
Wonderful, touching story. Great stuff!
Thank you!
Lovely story.
Thanks, I appreciate that.
Well done Jenn! I enjoyed the story very much! Thank you for writing for the MFtS challenge and I hope that you return next week! Be well… ^..^
I will be. Thanks again
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Wonderfully woven story😀
Thank you!
Lovely take on the image Jenn, well done…
Thanks!
A beautiful and incredibly touching story. I’m glad he was there for her in the end. Well done. 🙂
Very sweet words, thanks so much
What a touching take on the prompt and photo. Great read!
Thank you!
What a lovely story. He was truly a great son. It’s a good thing at least his mother appreciated him and let him know. Well done, Jenn. 🙂 — Suzanne
Thank you for your kind words!
Great job on this! I love the ending. 🙂
thanks! i really appreciate it.