Calling Her Name
It was as if a bolt of lightning struck Mrs. Hiramoto by the word written on the label. She glanced from the dress to her daughter’s face, her eyes widening. Every feeling, from joy to heartbreak and everything in between, jolted across her face as Shannon watched. Her hands began to tremble.
Shannon had no idea that a singular word could produce enough power to reduce her mother to tears. It wasn’t just a word. Instead, it was a name.