Its time for 55 Fiction Friday! Here's my latest attempt at a story of 55 words:
Pitched forward in her seat and cupping her hand over her eyes to divert the sun, she felt compelled to scream. The noise was deafening, yet appealing, as she swelled with pride. Crisp, clean lines formed on the field below, then broke free chaotically. Vicious attacks were eminent as her son scrambled for safety. Touchdown!
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