This week at Friday Fictioneers, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (of Addicted to Purple fame), has chosen the image above by Roger Bultot, as our writing prompt. We’re to use 100 words or less.
Ariella gazed at Temple Beth Emet and savored the old familiar feelings it stirred.
She recalled that wonderful Saturday morning, twenty-some years ago now. Their eyes locked during the meditation portion of the service. Was it kismet they’d chosen not to participate? She felt herself blush and he grinned that reckless grin.
That was all it took.
Alas! It was a love affair alive only in Ariella’s imagination. She tried to make Daniel love her back, but he simply didn’t.
Because he so loved his wife, all Rabbi Daniel could offer Ariella was friendship.
Perhaps she should’ve taken it.