That Saturday

Ariella gazed at Temple Beth Emet and savored the old familiar feelings it stirred.

She recalled that wonderful Saturday morning, twenty-some years ago now. Their eyes locked during the meditation portion of the service. Was it kismet they’d chosen not to close their eyes? She felt herself blush and he grinned his reckless grin.

That was all it took.

Alas! It was a love affair alive only in Ariella’s imagination. She tried to make Daniel love her back, but he simply didn’t.

Because he so loved his wife, all Rabbi Daniel could offer Ariella was friendship.

Perhaps she should’ve taken it.

4 responses to “That Saturday”

  1. Clever twist! I am glad to hear about a cleric that lived by the moral code of his religion!

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    1. Yep! He’s a real person, too. Seriously.

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  2. She should have accepted the friendship :)

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    1. I agree. Thanks for stopping by, Alice!

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