Friday Flash Fiction

old-building-staircase

Picture courtesy of Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
           
This reminds me of buildings I’ve been to in Europe – one in Rome, where our office is located, in particular.

Word count: 100

Star of David

Trudging up the last flight of stairs, Josef pondered his legacy, while reciting the prayers of atonement with each passing star. Invisible to most at a distance, the grate formed them perfectly, seen clearly in his slow passage, as though the star of his faith guided him to his fourth floor walk up.

Legacy was too weighty a mantle for him.  That he’d lived to 87 was miracle enough; Dachau a dim memory, his family of ghosts long dead. His steps were their tribute, each star reminding him of those who were lost.

It was legacy enough that he remembered.

© Erin Leary

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26 thoughts on “Friday Flash Fiction

  1. Dear Erin,

    I find it interesting, if not amusing, that many saw the star of David pattern in the grate and wrote Jewish stories. I saw it but chose not to write one. Ironic, eh?
    Very well done and a beautiful tribute to those who perished. In a few years there won’t be any survivors left to remind us. Thank you.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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