Tag Archives: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Dancers and Dukers
See that window up there on the left? That’s the bedroom I shared with my sister. Every day after school, we’d stop to watch boxers duking it out before we reluctantly trudged upstairs to do homework. I was always fascinated … Continue reading
All the Petals Are Gone
Sleepy-eyed and slightly bummed about my first Valentine’s Day alone, I walked into the kitchen to pour a cup of coffee. In a beam of sunlight on the kitchen table I found A rose. With a note. “I love you, … Continue reading
Our Tenth Valentine’s Day
My heart skipped a beat when her text arrived. Starting the car now. My reaction surprised me. After all, we’d been best friends for ten years—since that lucky Valentine’s Day, when, at the age of seven, she moved into the … Continue reading
Heaven
Heaven My boat drifts toward Berrisford Harbor, as waves lap gently against the hull. I squint to make out the oceanview penthouse I once shared with Pops and imagine him staring out the window. Sixty years since I last visited … Continue reading
Farewell, My Boy
Farewell, My Boy Don’t be sad for me even as you see my scattered remnants. Mine was a bountiful life. From the day I first peeked from moist earth and found sunshine to the day I survived the clearing of … Continue reading
Beautiful Once
Beautiful Once Drizzle chilled her as she stared at the house across the street. It must have been beautiful once. Beautiful once. How could she not compare its demise to her marriage? It had been beautiful once, too. Her gaze, … Continue reading
Someday I’ll Marry Julie-With-The-Pretty-Blonde-Hair
Someday I’ll Marry Julie-With-The-Pretty-Blonde-Hair I can tell by the roll of my sister’s eyes—she does not want to take me on the Magic Mushroom ride again. Silly Sis. It’s not the ride that makes me drag her by her sleeve … Continue reading
Friday Fictioneers: Tangled Web
Tangled Web Franck flicked a piece of lint from his gray blazer. “Fourth marriage, yah? Perhaps you’d like to see our new experimental fabric?” he asked, staring at Jolene down his well-designed nose. She squirmed as the cartoonish snooty dress … Continue reading
The Happiness Machine
~~~~~HAPPY NEW YEAR!~~~~~ As we approach the close of 2017, I wish you much happiness in the New Year. Here’s a tiny story to close this year and open the new one. 🙂 The Happiness Machine “Prove it,” I said, … Continue reading
Chasing Harry
Chasing Harry “Harry, where are you?” I called for the umpteenth time, certain I’d seen my beagle run into the hat booth. “If you don’t come out right now, I’m leaving without you!” Right. Like I could ever leave behind … Continue reading
