Match Made On Eleven

copyright - Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
copyright – Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Sarah wasn’t a morning person.  She often overslept and had to dash straight into the elevator with her hair still wet.

“Surely for this,” she said, “He loves me not. He loves me. He loves me not.”

It was something silly she learned as a girl, but she whispered and wished as she passed each floor, always arriving in the lobby on “He loves me not.”

One morning, Sarah accidentally pressed “up.” All the way down, she recited the incantation. The door opened.

“He loves me,” she sighed, and there stood the man of her dreams.

Or so she thought.


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36 thoughts on “Match Made On Eleven

  1. Way to keep your reader guessing, Honie. I read the ending two different ways — first, sinister — there’s something dangerous about this man. The second — that he’s disappointing — certainly not the man of her dreams.

  2. As Hawkeye Pierce said on MASH (somewhat) quoting Kipling, “If you can keep your head while those about you are losing theirs, then you probably haven’t checked with your answering service.”

    … and i have a feeling she didn’t. Honie, you did GREAT!

  3. Now that is an interesting matchmaking idea! Ha ha. I so want her to find the man of her dreams. A magic elevator. I want one of those. I guess anything magic would work .Great story, Honie!

  4. Dang! I want to believe too. Must you twist us around at the end? I love the idea of her saying “he loves me, he loves me not,” all the way down each day… it’s something I did when I was young. Well done Honie!

    1. The song, I know, telling right? I love Mac Davis. Can you believe he sang that song with the Muppets and they actually sang the lyric “hell of a man?” Funny coincidence, Mac’s second wife was named Sarah.

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