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Genre: Historical Fiction
Word Count: 100
A bit of backstory on this one which is a distilled excerpt from my WIP, “What the Heart Wants.” The scene takes place in 1880 in Odessa, Ukraine. Asher is a fifteen year old boy who has lost his parents and has been taken in by his Uncle Hirsh, a wealthy merchant. I’m still in the early stages of getting to know my characters who have already become living, breathing individuals in my mind. Feedback is always appreciated.
Asher admired his reflection. He never dreamed he would own such a fine suit. Adjusting his tie, he turned first to the left and then to the right.
“Now, the finishing touch.” He positioned his yarmulke. “Ready to study with the hoity-toity.”
“Not with that, you’re not.” Uncle Hirsh seized the skullcap. “You might as well wear a yellow badge that says, ‘I’m a Jew.’”
“But we are Jews, Uncle.”
“True, but I don’t go out of my way to advertise it.” Uncle Hirsh crumpled the cap in his fist. “Learn everything you can from the goyim. Make them pay.”