
Okay, I’m having fun with another prompt from Friday Fictioneers. Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff https://rochellewisoff.com/, and to ©Ted Strutz for the photo. I’ve also uploaded the story to InLinks. If you want to give it a try, write your own 100-word story and click on the frog on Rochelle’s blog!
COLD CITY STREETS
The city streets were so cold. She’d walked forever, dodging people with bitter eyes and hunched shoulders. The fifteenth marquee didn’t even show the name of an upcoming play. She opened the door anyway and crossed the thin scarlett carpeting to examine the outdated posters. Faint music floated from somewhere.
“Lookin’ for somebody?”
She jumped. “Oh! No. Not really.”
The woman looked at her muddy shoes and pinched cold face. “You an actor?”
“Couple seasons. Back home.”
“That’s more’n some of us. C’mon, kid. You can watch us rehearse. We got coffee.”
Maybe the city wasn’t so cold after all.
I could not refrain from commenting. Well written!
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What a wonderful dream-come-true to be welcomed like that into a working theatre.
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I think most actors are like that. Some get haughty when they get famous, but most remember what those cold days were like.
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There’s nothing like the camaraderie of a common profession in an unfamiliar place. So heartwarming, this exchange.
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Thanks for your comments. I just found this in the spam folder! So sorry it took me so long to find it.
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No worries, Eugenia, WP can be an imp at times.
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Lovely friendly story – Coffee on a cold day and a new bunch of friends.
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Thank you for reading. As John Lescroat said in one of his books, ” . . . we human beings were really mostly the same; nothing should really separate us at all, since apparently every ethnic group in the world, both sexes, and people at every economic level drank coffee . . .”
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I was fearing the worst, then it took a heartwarming turn. Simply delightful.
My tale – An audience with Rosey!
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I’m glad you liked it. My friends remark on my “happy endings” — they refrain from sneering. But if we can’t find happy endings in fiction where do we look nowadays?
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There are not enough and put up my hands to being a bit of a sad-ender myself!
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Welcoming friends…that always helps!
https://dbmcnicol.com/friday-fictioneers-freshly-boxed/
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Especially newly discovered friends! Thanks for reading.
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Lovely. No place like home 🙂
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Thanks! I think she’s found one.
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Dear Genia,
A bit of a bleak story with a warm and welcoming ending. I really liked this.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you. I’m so glad you liked my ending. My friends tend to make gentle fun of my “happy endings”.
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A heart-warming tale, lovely 🙂
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Thank you! I hoped folks would fill in her reason for being in the big bad city, and know that now it wouldn’t be so bad!
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I’m so glad you enjoyed it. Hey, can you tell me how you uploaded the “frog” link to your blog?
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I really enjoyed this, Eugenia.
All it takes is one welcome to warm the heart and body.
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That’s how I feel. Often it just takes one smile.
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