“Are you sure you are truly my son?” Mr. Eze asked that regular question that Chuks never seems to understand.
Chuks without a word blend his head in other not to look disrespectful.
“You didn't win any medal?”
“Ahhh, I was a champion during my youthful days” Mr. Eze continued.
This short story is a 50 words microfiction story using @mariannewest daily freewrite prompt "medal" inspired by @felt.buzz