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Please be respectful of your fellow writers/readers and keep your stories to 100 words. Thank you and Shalom.
Once more I’m sharing an excerpt from an excerpt from both FROM SILT AND ASHES and A STONE FOR THE JOURNEY. As I write, I’m making progress with the latter. Thank you for your patience and kind feedback.
Genre: Historical Fiction
Word Count: 100
Ulrich held Havah’s letter to his nose and breathed in the aroma of rose water. He pictured her at her table, black waves cascading over her shoulders.
His mind harked back to Rotterdam Harbor where they bid each other farewell. The taste of their stolen kiss lingered on his lips, even as Arel waited on the dock.
“How are things in America?” asked his housemate Nikolai.
Ulrich tossed him the letter. “Read for yourself.”
“They’re happy despite the cold winter. Good for them.”
“Yes indeed.” Biting his lip, Ulrich crumpled the envelope. “I’m delirous for them.”
“Ulrich, let her go.”