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!
What a match-maker LOL
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Mrs. Silverberg is formidable.
Loved the tone of this. Just right.
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Evidently Mrs. Silverberg likes him and has faith in him! Thus she perseveres.
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Old people know stuff. I know because I am an old person.
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Yeah, me too. Most of what I know is obsolete these days, though.
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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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