The Storyteller

Copyright - Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Copyright – Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

“It was a dark and stormy night…”

 

Jeanie interrupted, “It’s always dark at night, silly.”

 

“Hey, who’s telling this story, me or you, kiddo?”

 

Jeanie giggled. She loves this story.

 

“It was a stormy night. A soaking wet angel showed up out of nowhere. There we were, your mom and me, when all of a sudden a flash of light made us dizzy.”

 

“Then what happened?”

 

“We fell asleep. And when your mom woke up, there was a little bundle of joy waiting!”

 

“Then what happened?”

 

“The angel took my hand.”

 

“Jeanie?”

 

“Yes, Mom?”

 

“Who are you talking to?”

 

“Daddy.”

*****

This week’s prompt comes from none other than the Grande Dame of storytelling herself, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. “Make every word count,” says she. And so, we do. Check out more Friday Fictioneer stories here. Thanks for reading my ghost story.

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