A shrill scream pierced the otherwise still calm of the night. The young Afghan boy, wounds still bandaged, awoke from the nightmare and began sobbing. A woman rushed to his side, sat on the floor next to the padded mat he laid on, cradled his head in her arms, and through his sobs she heard him murmur, “Mama, mama.”
First Lines Contest 2017: The Falcon's Revenge
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