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.”
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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.
Honie Briggs 
Oh my, Stephanie, this is really wonderful! The dialogue pulled me along, unaware, until that final line. Excellent!
Wham! 🙂 I like it when that happens.
Oh i really liked this. A tinge of sadness but plenty of love
It could have gone either way with this prompt. There are so many good stories for it.
That’s what i like about FriFic – there are so many different stories from the one prompt pic
Oh, oh that one got me. Very well told. But then you always tell them well.
Thanks, Val. Some stories just tell themselves. This was one of them.
Awww…. 🙂
Awww rightbackatcha. 🙂
Nicely done. I’m glad she could still talk to her father and he could make her laugh. I believe angels can do that any time they like.
Make believe, it’s cheaper than therapy.
It took me a second read to get that, but clever take on a ghost tale.
It took me a second, and a third, to get it too.
Very nice indeed. 🙂
🙂 Much obliged.
Dear StepHonie,
And then what happened? That’s all? You’re going to tell a story like that, leave a lump in my throat and then just stop? Sniff. Very well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Yes, Dear. Here, here’s a tissue. Oh, you’re probably over it now. HA!
Oh! Not fair! Angels shouldn’t have exchange programs. Great story. Heartwarming, yet sad.
Agreed. It is not fair. But that is the way of it, sometimes.
Ahh. I get it. Very clever!
Thanks, Mr. Petruska. I was hoping someone would.