Sorry I am late. Again. My internet problems continue. Some great entries! My decision wasn't easy, but here goes...
Honorable Mention: @tilley_girl
Wispy fluffs of white nestled among the fading yellow glory that heralded summer to generation after generation of children. A slender figure walked slowly into the field of dandelions gone to seed, bending over to pluck a perfect downy sphere. Pursing lips blew softly, sending wishes and memories into the sky, scattering with the seeds.
Maya rolled in the meadow and blew at every dandelion she saw, sending the seeds flying, creating a blizzard of summer mist. She watched her son rushing through it, trying to catch each one, his laughter filling her heart, and making it feel like it might burst like a watermelon. Today was a good day.
I lost track of him somewhere along the way. In the overgrown field I think. But that was the plan all along wasn’t it? Drag him out here under the guise of picking watermelons and go home without him. Not very humane, but I can’t afford to feed him any longer. It’s better this way.
Congratulations everyone! Week Fourteen will be coming up shortly!