PHOTO PROMPT © Jennifer Pendergast
Jane watched as Bobby suckled her breast.
She rejoiced when he rolled over the first time.
She clapped gleefully when he took his first steps.
She wiped a tear from her eye when she left him on his first day at school.
Tears again, when he graduated.
She hugged him and his fiancé when they announced their engagement, thrilled at his choice of bride.
She held him close before he went to Afghanistan.
Now she watched, inwardly weeping, as his pregnant wife spoon-fed him after the bullet left him less capable than the day she had given birth to him.
Word Count: 100
Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.