20 September 2013

Published September 18, 2013 by rochellewisoff


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Write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and end. (No one will be ostracized for going a few words over the count.)


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Genre: Swap Meet

Word count: 99


“This looks real old, Grandpa,” said nine-year-old Noah.

Edmond set down a piano-shaped teapot to look at a dog-eared book his grandson was leafing through. “Well, I’ll be! It’s Tom Swift and his Airship.

“Seventy years ago Pop got me an almost identical copy at a flea market like this. It was old even then.” Edmond took it from him. “His last day of leave. A month later the telegram came from the war department.”

He opened to the first page. The cramped handwriting blurred.

Dear Eddie


94 comments on “20 September 2013

  • Oh boy! Now that’s what I call a super thrift store find! Oh wouldn’t I love to come across something like that one of these days! Great story Rochelle! Loved the way you tied it all together. (Is that actually your book?)


    • Dear Linda,

      Someone I know did have a similar find at a second hand book shop in Israel. The story stuck with me so when I chose this prompt I felt compelled to recount it in some small way.

      The book in the second picture is mine.




  • Another great piece, Rochelle. I love the trip down memory lane. I’ve actually held of copy of Tom Swift books in my hand. They were my Dad’s. Great stories in those. Grandpa seemed mighty cool. Very touching story.


  • The second book, the pic of the open book reminds me of my Great Grandmother’s journal that was so lovingly given to me on my 16th birthing day. I have often taken it out and read it for the joy, the sound of her “voice” (which I do remember as I grew up in her home) giving sage advice, and most of all the recipes that have been passed down for generations before her. It is a great treasure. Now, how to write just that… I can do it, but in under 100 words…that will be a challenge indeed!


  • That was so sweet. Made me remember when I used to collect old books, especially those with handwritten notes in them. Always had my imagination going. Excellent story!


  • I love this story because I always wonder if I’ll come across something I recognize when I’m digging around thrift stores, flea markets, and antique shops. What a treat for Edmond to find a treasured part of his past after so many years! I’m impressed by how you were able to sum up his emotions in such a simple sentence…”The cramped handwriting blurred.” I wanted to give him a hug!


  • You’re an artist how you set up a scene and select words that speak to much more. The last word in the last sentence hit the scene home for me, in that I could easily imagine the boy and grandfather in the store, with the grandfather tearing up.


  • Aw, Rochelle – you should stop making me cry! Seriously, it’s another well-told and touching little story.

    Not particularly seriously, I had to smile a little over “Edmond set down a piano-shaped teapot to look at a dog-eared book” – yes, I know what “dog-eared” means, but the two descriptions side by side made me think of a child’s book with floppy cardboard spaniel ears attached to the cover 😉 . That’s just me and my out-of-control imagination, though.


  • One day, my now two year old grandson flips through my books, he’s not going to understand why people bothered printing them when the electronic version is much more convenient and less germy. So sad. Lovely story, Rochelle.


    • Dear Mary,

      A sad but true commentary. And as much as I love the printed book, I find that the Kindle is great for reading in bed. Technology is both blessing and curse. Thanks for commenting. Glad you liked my story.




    • Dear Terry,

      Actually the piano-shaped teapot is more than a possibility. It was a recent reality in a Chicago thrift store. I’m still kicking myself for not taking a picture of it.

      Thank you for your fine compliments.




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