A mother’s longing

Settling abroad wasn’t much a craze then, her son had gone there to seek fortunes. Promising to take her along at the earliest, it took him five years to take her with him. It was there, she had the first taste of an apple pie.

Back in her country, she was all praise for that chewy, fruity delicacy.

Her country is economically much developed now,when she looks at the delicacy through the glass lined shops in the malls, she no longer craves it. All that she wants is to be close to her son.So near, yet so far.

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P.C:- Google

Exactly 99 words.

Acknowledgements :- Thank you Charli Mills for running the challenge at Flash Fiction Challenge. The challenge is to write in exactly 99 words based on the word of the week. This week’s word is pie. For guidelines please refer here. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.

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