If you want to give yourself an added challenge (optional), use the same beginning words and end with the words: "the door swung shut." (also included in the word count)
So here goes;
Bring It On:
The door swung open and Olivia’s heart stopped. In the doorway with a sheepish grin creeping across his familiar face stood her son. Her knees weakened as she stared unbelieving. Grasping her heart with one hand, she gathered herself as the tears rushed to the brim.
Richard’s outstretched arms invited her, beckoned her, but her legs would not move. Her heart leapt, beating harshly against the walls of her chest.
“Mom,” Richard said. His brows raised mirroring the same blue eyes as his mother. His sweet voice echoed into her ears like the memories of years gone by, so familiar.
“Richard,” she gasped, “Is it really you?”
“It’s really me, Mom. I’m home.”
Olivia stood more stalwart, brushed the wispy pieces of her white hair back with her shaking hands, smoothed her faded dress and rushed to Richard’s waiting arms. Once inside his warm, strong grip, she sobbed uncontrollably.
Silently, he walked her to a chair, where he knelt before her and whispered, “I love you, mom.”
“ I didn’t get to tell you. I wanted to whisper in your ear, I love you, too. I tried to tell you, but there were others, and then the door swung shut.”