“What’s the matter, Mahesh? Why so glum? It’s almost time for the show to begin.”
Mahesh looked over at me, salty tears touching his eyelashes.
“I forgot to bring it.”
“My lucky charm. It’s a small teddy bear on a key ring.”
“My daughter bought it for me,” he whispered, his voice breaking.
Word count: 55
Written for 55 on Fridays hosted by Write Tribe
This week’s prompt: Picture prompt