Book from the Mayor

Seeing the Mayor standing tall, waiting for me to approach him after he said my name makes sweat trickle down my neck.
I heard the Mayor making a hilarious joke about my jacket that says “I love to dance” and then the crowd laughed lightly.
I felt Shane O’Brien’s soft but warm hand giving me the neat, shiny book along with a decorated certificate. Not a crease, not even a scratch on my treasure.
I taste my saliva against my throat as I swallow hard, I am such a nervous wreck.
I smell the fresh plastic sleeve that ensures that my book won’t ever receive a scratch.
My book and certificate will stay protected forever and ever.