Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
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It had been her best friend’s house. Sheila had fond memories of the place, and especially the family. Although she’d only lived in the area for seven years, it had turned out to be the best part of her life. Tomorrow the house will be levelled. The parents had died, and the kids had neither
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Of all the rides, Melanie loved the carousel best. Her favorite horse was Annie. If someone was already riding her, she’d patiently wait for the ride to end rather than choose another horse. Annie was painted pastel pink and white with bright, smiling eyes. There was something in those eyes that indicated a soul, life.
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Tammy decided it was time for a new typewriter. The one on the left only had numbers, while the one on the right had both but the number keys were too hard to push. She wanted one machine with letters and numbers, and with easier keys to push. Tammy drove to the mall in search
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Written for Friday Fictioneers. Photo courtesy of David Stewart. Lydia was so excited she could barely stay in her seat. This was it, the day she would finally meet the man of her dreams. Lydia and Marcus met on a dating app a year or so ago. After countless emails, texts, and phone calls they
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Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here. You know how it is when a roving bunch of flowers and a carpet of plants get together. Nights of mass pollination, abuse of Miracle-Gro, and slinging compost hither and
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