Historical Fiction (97 words)
Carmine listened to the story of the “Woman at the Port”. He imagined this benevolent, grandmother with a basket full of food to quell his hunger and pitchers of water to quench his thirst. When the real “woman at the port” came in to view his tears flowed like a waterfall, as he cried like the newborn he had cursed through sleepless nights.
“Lady Liberty,” someone said as he pointed in the direction of the regal statue.
Carmine then shifted his gaze to the skyline of his new home. America had been merely a dream until this moment.
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