The Unstopable Power of Love

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o savor their limited pleasures. She had deliberately kept away from a world she had thought about, driven by a delusional anxiety of being engulfed in its glitter and the challenging memories it brought up. Elizabeth's thoughts strayed to her beloved son Jeremy, whose naive eyes lacked the awareness of the socioeconomic differences separating them from the few fortunate people. Regarding the sharp differences they were going to encounter-that between their meager way of life and the extravagant luxuries they would encounter-what would she say to him? Jeremy's melodic laughter, from the living room as if beckoned by her thoughts, calmed her strained nerves. Elizabeth got up from her seat, her steps guiding her to the source of that happy melody; her heart grew with a love so pure that it stretched across all limits. Her voice full of mother loving, she yelled, "Jeremy, my darling." The young man's eyes glowed with unquenchable curiosity as his cherubic face lit upon his mother. Mothers? Indeed? Elizabeth dropped herself to his level and gave him a loving hug that, in a manner words could not have, expressed her love for him. She started by Her voice somewhat quivering from the weight of her emotions, "I have some exciting news to share with you." Jeremy's eyes widened and his elements fell with expectation. "What is it, Mom? Let me know!" Elizabeth took a long breath and revealed the news that had set her heart ablaze simple minutes before, calling each ounce of her boldness. "My work has been chosen for a Hamptons summertime unique exhibition." The young man's temple wrinkled in chaos, his guiltless intellect straying with the consequences of this revelation. Where in the Hamptons is it?" Elizabeth smiled, her joy growing at the possibility to show her son the world outside their small apartment. "People visit The Hamptons to appreciate art and honor the skill of creators like your mama," adds one. "This is a lovely location." Jeremy's face came alive with understanding and his eyes gleamed with pure delight. Really, Mama! That is remarkable! I'm overjoyed for you! At th