Hawk's Prize

by Elaine Barbieri

  Chantalle looked up at the sound of her name. She held her breath as her grown children filed into her room—the handsome Hawk children that she loved.

  Unable to move, unable to speak, she watched as Elizabeth approached her. The others followed as Elizabeth leaned over and clasped her hand. Her light eyes filled with tears, Elizabeth addressed her with a single whispered word of forgiveness.

  “Mother.”