3 March 2017

Published March 1, 2017 by rochellewisoff

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Genre: Historical Fiction

Word Count: 100

CLASS CLOWN

Esther fidgeted in her chair as the seventh grade English teacher, Miss Foley, leaned forward with an authoritative air and cleared her throat. “Your son—”

“He’s disruptive, isn’t he? Either he talks out of turn or has his head in the clouds.”

“He does enjoy center stage,” said Miss Foley with a fond smile. “One of my classroom’s brightest stars.”

“You mean he’s not in trouble?”

“Oh my, no.”

“Then why did you ask me here?”

“To discuss his special talents, Mrs. Serling. Someday, I predict Roddy will be a great orator for he has so much to say.”

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Helen Foley

Sam, Roddy and Esther Serling

7 October 2016

Published October 5, 2016 by rochellewisoff

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Genre: Historical Fiction

Word Count: 100

BORN ON THE 4^TH OF JULY

“Greetings to all you boneheads in the Pacific, this is your number one enemy, your favorite playmate, Orphan Ann, with some good jive.”

Trembling, Iva put down her script and set the needle on the record. What choice did she have? She had to eat.

Stranded in Tokyo after a short trip to visit her aunt, she refused to renounce her US citizenship. Japanese customs repulsed her. She longed for hamburgers and Coca-Cola in her comfortable California home.

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Thirty-two years, six of them in prison for treason, later, President Gerald Ford pardoned Iva Toguri D’aquino, also known as Tokyo Rose.

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21 August 2015

Published August 19, 2015 by rochellewisoff

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Genre Historical Fiction

Word Count: 100

BEFORE KILROY

“Papa, tell me about your crazy friend Joseph Kyselak.”

“Not crazy, eccentric, Ilsa.” I squeeze my daughter’s hand as we walk down the street. “You’ve heard this story a hundred times.”

“Tell me a hundred and one.”

“Very well. Joseph bet me that within three years he would be famous all over Austria.”

“He is, isn’t he?”

I miss his easy laugh, sense of humor, and adventurous spirit. Cholera took him last year, but not before he won the wager. If you visit Austria you’ll see his name everywhere.

Ilsa traces the letters Joseph engraved on a nearby wall. “Kyselak”

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Father of Graffiti

17 July 2015

Published July 15, 2015 by rochellewisoff

The next photo is the PHOTO PROMPT. What do you see and where do you see it? Think Thoreau.

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Genre: Historical Fiction

Word Count: 100

LE RÉSEAU COMÈTE

“Patrick, spit that paper out.”

“But, I want to be a hero like you, Maman.”

“Where do you get such ideas?”

“I heard Papa say you’re a hero because you ate paper. Is that true?”

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Nine years ago while riding her bicycle on the outskirts of Paris on a Resistance mission, Virginia d’Albert-Lake had been stopped and taken to a nearby police station.

“Where’s the list?” demanded the expressionless uniform.

“What list?”

“You ate it, didn’t you?”

Her scalp tingled and her gorge rose as she fought to keep down a swallowed lump of paper.

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“Yes, it’s true.”

Women in the French Resistance

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19 June 2015

Published June 17, 2015 by rochellewisoff

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Genre: Historical Fiction

Word Count: 99

CROSSFADE

Ornate chandeliers bathed Vienna’s Burgtheater stage with light. A young actor took a final bow and his father cheered, “Bravo!”

Afterwards in his dressing room Johann pleaded, “Bitte, Papa, come with me to America.”

“Soon, Johann.” Papa tied a scarf around Johann’s neck. “Soon.”

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Had Papa perished in Mauthausen-Gusen, Buchenwald or Auschwitz?

Johann fingered the remains of the threadbare scarf in his pocket. What would Papa make of him now; an orphaned Jew in a Wehrmacht uniform standing in front of television cameras repeating the catchphrase he had heard for twenty years of searching, “I see nothing! Nothing!”

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10 October 2014

Published October 8, 2014 by rochellewisoff

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Genre: Historical Fiction

Word Count: 100

WITH A LITTLE HELP FROM MY FRIENDS

The boy stared out the window beside his bed and listened to his Alyn Ainsworth record. He tapped his fingers on the night stand in time to the music.

Sentenced to the ‘greenhouse,’ a children’s sanitarium, he’d celebrated his fourteenth birthday with tea, boredom and Streptomycin. Yet, after a year of incarceration, the doctors still considered Ritchie too ill to go home.

“Join our band,” said a nurse. “Bring your new banjo.”

“I’d rather play drums.”

Ten years later Ritchie smiled over his drum set at a sea of screaming teenagers as Ed Sullivan cried, “Ladies and gentleman, the Beatles!”

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26 September 2014

Published September 24, 2014 by rochellewisoff

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PHOTO PROMPT Copyright – Marie Gail Stratford

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Genre: Historical Fiction

Word Count: 98

HELLO, MY NAME IS BILL

Against the cold wooden floor, labor pains wracked Emily’s back. One after another they came, each harder than the last. She closed her eyes to shut out onlookers’ stares but couldn’t block out their voices.

“Helluva place to have a kid.”

“Pour me another, Fayette.”

“Whaddya think, Gramps? Boy or girl?”

“Quarter says ‘boy.’”

“Pay them no mind, Emily,” said Mama. “Push!”

Over the din of cheers and clinking glasses William Griffith Wilson made his howling presence known.

“Born behind Grandpa’s bar,” whispered Emily as she cuddled her newborn. “Don’t suppose it’s some kind of omen, do you?”

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12 September 2014

Published September 10, 2014 by rochellewisoff

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Genre: Smoke and Mirrors

Word count: 100

HARRY’S FIRST TURN

“Things were supposed to be better in America,” said Rabbi Weiss. “’Too old fashioned’ the congregation I built says, and just like that, I’m a pauper with nine mouths to feed.”

“It’s because you don’t speak English, Papa.” Ehrich looked up from his book.

“What’s this you’re reading?”

“The Book of the Sacred Magic.”

“Better you should study the Torah.”

“That didn’t do you much good, did it?”

“Impudence! To your room!”

Half an hour later Ehrich strolled into the parlor smiling triumphantly.

“How?” Rabbi Weiss gasped. “I locked you in.”

“My brain is the key that sets me free.”

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5 September 2014

Published September 3, 2014 by rochellewisoff

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PHOTO PROMPT -Copyright – Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

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Genre: Realistic Fiction

Word Count: 100

FIRE IN THE HOLE

Two months ago my husband bought a dehydrator, a nifty gadget that reduces ten pounds of apples to less than a pound of mummified slices in a matter of hours.

“Think of the money we’ll save,” said Jeff.

“Seriously?” I rolled my eyes.

The final straw broke when he dehydrated jalapeños.

A short time later the dog begged to be let out. With my howling baby tucked under one arm and a handkerchief over my stinging nose I blindly kicked open the front door.

It took a week to fumigate the house. It’ll take longer to let Jeff back in.