Her gaze met mine. I prayed for a flicker of remembrance. Her lips worked. She patted my hand, but her eyes reflected only shifting images from the big TV screen.
“Look what I brought you.”
I slipped the costume duplicate of Lady Di’s ring onto her finger. She stroked the large faux sapphire.
Stirring music announced the royal wedding re-run. The camera zoomed to the veiled bride’s face.
Mum’s expression transformed. From the front-row vantage point of her wheelchair, she raised her hand in a palm-inward royal wave and, ring displayed, regally fanned the air.
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Lynn Nicholas writes out of Arizona, supervised by two dog friends, a supportive husband, and a black cat who keeps everyone in line. Flash fiction publications include: Every Day Fiction, A Long Story Short, Wow! (Women on Writing), Gay Fiction, and The Rose City Sisters. Lynn is a member of the Society of Southwestern Authors.