The Matchmaker

  I wrote this for the February 14th Flash Fiction Challenge



My elderly neighbor, Mrs. Silverberg, is always trying to fix me up.
She once arranged me a date with her granddaughter, Ruth.
I liked Ruth, just fine. Ruth just didn’t like me.

She told her grandmother that she had found me – awkward.

On the first of Shevat I happened to meet Mrs. Silverberg at the park.
She wanted to talk with me; about me.
She offered to coach me, so that I might become – less awkward.

It seems that her Rabbi’s youngest daughter may be looking for a husband.
Mrs. Silverberg believes I can be ready by Valentines.


The prompt and instructions were:

In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about valentines. It can be Valentine’s Day, the exchange, love for another, romance, or friendship. Have a heart and go where the prompt leads!

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6 thoughts on “The Matchmaker

  1. Such a Yenta. My dad tried to set me up with a blind date once because he didn’t think I was dating enough. But luckily after one date – I passed on that beau, who was just a tad too – not my type 😉

    Oddly enough one can still buy personal match making services (not computer dating). A relative bought the service for her daughter. Though her daughter had other plans…

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