Brevity, Quill

Laughter

Her laughter rings out like ripples in still water. She giggles and chortles, eyes turned to slits and mouth in a wide smile. The creases of her face disappear, radiating pure joy. She keeps on laughing till her stomach hurts and jaw grows weary. And afterwards a warm and comforting feeling makes her glow. Her eyes dazzle with mischief as she hugs me. Yes, she was successful in scaring the wits out of me. After all my mother deserves her share of laughter.

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