(Author’s note: I have started a new job. This means I have to adjust schedules. This also means that my writing may be later. But please, make sure that you stop by. I hope to eventually get onto a later shift, but that may be months down the road. Until then, you’ll have to work with me. Enjoy today’s work!)

© Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Friend Like You
by Miles H. Rost
“Thanks for helping me move this, Helen.”
Helen gazed away and muttered “you’re welcome.”
Terrence looked from the glass bowl on the table, over at her. He remembered when he first met her, a short Korean lady sitting down front in economics.
“Helen? Are you okay?”
“I’m…troubled.”
He blinked. Then turned.
“What’s troubling you?”
Helen looked up into his eyes, then quickly turned when she made contact.
Terrence walked over to her, and lightly put his hands on her shoulders.
“How long?” he said, musing.
“Years.”
“You’re not the only one.”
She looked up, shocked.
He kissed her forehead.