The Crowd
Uncharacteristically, Malik ran toward the brouhaha. He could hear his mother shouting his name as he approached. A path cleared in the middle of the crowd cleared for him. His mother was finally revealed, sweating and bewildered. He walked slowly toward her, his hand outstretched to make contact.
A path cleared in the middle of the crowd cleared for him. He walked slowly toward her, his hand outstretched to make contact. He could hear his mother shouting his name as he approached. Uncharacteristically, Malik ran toward the brouhaha. His mother was finally revealed, sweating and bewildered.