(No note. Just right.)
© Dale Rogerson
by Miles H. Rost
“It’s way too hot.”
Midori looked up at the hazy afternoon sky, the big yellow disk broiling the city of Aomori.
The worst summer on record, and Midori couldn’t go out to enjoy it.
“The pool, the arcade, the beach. All my places, and I can’t go.”
She stared up as the sun slowly meandered across the blue carpet, until she heard a knock.
Her dad walked in.
“Honey, wanna go to the pool?”
Midori’s eyes opened wide.
As she moved her wheelchair, she grabbed her swimsuit from the bed. The pool was fun, even with no legs.
(Author’s note: Hey folks! Glad you’re on board. 1.5 weeks left until I pick up sticks and head off to the land Down Under. If you are curious about the latest furor over “The Warrior Series” of stories, go ahead to the story “Unstoppable God, Invincible”. Otherwise, enjoy today’s Friday Fictioneers and be ready for new stories to come in the next week or so!)
© Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Miles H. Rost
The 6 year old’s father walked out into the entryway.
“My child, what are you doing?”
“I’m dancing, papa!”
He started chuckling, smiling down at his little girl.
“Would you like to teach your papa to dance?”
“Of course I want you to dance!”
She put her hand in her dad’s, and showed him how to turn around. He already knew how to do so, but humored his daughter, who loved him so.
“My daughter, you will make a lot of people happy in the future.”
“I know! I will be the best dancer in the world!”
Almost 10 years later…
“…and it is…”
“A perfect 10!”