22 April 2016

Published April 20, 2016 by rochellewisoff

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This month marks my fourth Friday Fictioneers Anniversary! To commemorate it I’m posting a rerun. At least the photo’s a rerun. If you already wrote a story to go with this prompt all those years ago, feel free to take a breather and re-post it. 

As I reread the story I posted four years ago this week, I decided it needed some updating. It was, after all, the third flash fiction I ever wrote. If you’d like to read the original click HERE 

Genre: Historical Fiction

Word Count: 100


Between barbs and twisted wire the sun had the audacity to shine.  Marushka’s stomach howled in outrage as she licked the dregs of a discarded sardine tin. She stretched her skeletal legs and longed for silk stockings to hug her once shapely calves.

She took a cracked mirror from her pocket and winced at her bald reflection. Murderer!

“I couldn’t let them hear you.” Memories of her baby gasping for breath under her palm haunted her. Employing the jagged glass, she slashed from her wrist to her tattoo. Relief flooded her as her life pooled in the grass. “Mama’s coming.”


130 comments on “22 April 2016

    • Dear Sabina,

      In this case, she was just trying to quiet the child to keep the SS from finding them. Alas, this was not uncommon. As a mother, it’s unthinkable, isn’t it?

      Thank you for reading and commenting.




    • Dear J Hardy,

      I often wonder if my link photos are noticed. In this case it’s a photo of an 18 year old girl at the time of the liberation.
      Our stories did go hand in hand, didn’t they?

      Thank you for taking the time to read and comment.



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    • Dear Al,

      Glad you were able to join us this week. Myself, I can’t handle more than one prompt a week. In fact, the way things are going some weeks I have to paddle hard to keep up with this one.😉

      Thank you for reading, commenting and liking.



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      • Sometimes I don’t have time to create a story for my own one. Time seems to run away and by the time you see what the time is, it is tomorrow and that spare time has to be used up getting some sleep. Then it begins all over again.

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  • Even though I remember this story from the original, it still makes this Biker/Vet fight back the emotion of the visuals in my mind. Man’s inhumanity to man is a terrible thing. As always, a very well written slice of history.

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  • Heartbreaking.

    I was unable to provide 100 words this week so I just explained how I feel about it. As it’s not a story I won’t provide the link. I prefer to reflect and read my fellow fictioneers stories, hoping that one day I will have acquired the experience necessary to provide a story whatever the prompt. This week I’m afraid I failed.

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  • The Voice said it perfectly. In just a 100 words…wow. Definitely need to read the original..however you came up with this..the emotion, anguish, disgust felt all too real to be called mere fiction..Happy Anniversary.

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  • Brutally powerful – it grips you from start to finish – and is most worthy of acclaim, because history repeats itself over and over …. and people need to recognize this and digest it.

    Well written and congrats on the anniversary Rochelle


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  • Oh, that tore my heart out! You are the undisputed master of the poignant, and of historical fiction vignettes.
    (And it reminds me of a scene in “The Pianist” where a mother snuffs out her baby for the same reason – no doubt, there were several such scenarios, but oh, so, so horribly sad!)

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    • Dear Vijaya,

      I’ll admit that this story was inspired by that scene in The Pianist, one of my all time favorite movies. However, that was not the only time I’d heard of this happening. I also read the book The Pianist. Polanski was pretty faithful to the true story.

      That movie is also the reason I’ve fallen head over heels in love with Chopin. Particularly Nocturne in C-Sharp Minor which I’ve woven throughout my novel trilogy.😉

      Thank you for your lovely comments. .



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      • I’ve not read the book, although I heard that the movie adhered clearly to it.
        Yes, this tragedy seems to have recurred in many stories from that time – the ultimate horror for any mother.
        Beautifully rendered scene in your story!


  • Dear Rochelle,
    I am sorry I had to wait to read your story today. I knew from the picture that came up on the InLinkz page that it would tear at my heart. I was right, I thought I was ready for it, and yet, I still felt the tears well up. A heart rending story.

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    • Dear Ali,

      April marks the month I came aboard as one of the gang. Six months later I found myself at the helm, because I couldn’t bear the thought of losing Friday Fictioneers when Madison stepped down.

      These stories, fictionalized or factual, cannot be told enough.

      Thank you on both counts…ie story and anniversary.



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  • So many of these people lost hope, I remember some just walked right into the electric fences. The survivors, though, said they got through because they knew a better day was coming. That took courage.

    Chilling, horrific, sad, extremely effective. Nailed.

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  • I’m just holding onto the thought of Maruksha’s relief and that she and her baby will finally be together. Don’t want to think about anything else…it’s overwhleming at times to think of such human depravity 😦

    Well written as always Rochelle.

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  • Powerful and heartbreaking, Rochelle.

    Personally, I liked the original better than the rewrite–especially the original line about the silk stockings, which is clearer and more technically correct in the original.

    Your title is amazing in all it tells.

    Marie Gail

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    • Dear Marie Gail,

      On that note I went back and looked at the silk stocking sentence and did a minor tweak in the update. I’m pleased that you liked either of them and took the time to read and comment. You know me and this subject matter.This could turn up as a much longer piece one day.❤



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  • Dear Mrs. Spade,
    Four years on the job and still solving cases in 100 words or less. You have been a blessing to all of us who have tackled this addicting challenge over that time. I’ve become acquainted with so many wonderful people, shared their heartbreak and joy, all because of this little vehicle called Friday Flash Fiction. Somehow, Wednesday Flash Fiction just doesn’t roll off the tongue. Perhaps I should make you a Woman at Work sign to post by your computer.🙂

    Thanks for being such a great bus driver,
    Mayor Pete

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    • Dear Mayor Pete,

      A Woman at Work sign might not be a bad idea. Although Jan pretty much gets it.😉

      I shudder to think what I’d have done without Friday Fictioneers. I was devastated when Madison announced she was stepping down. You have Kent, Jan and Doug to thank for noodging me into begging for the job. I don’t know how many cases I’ve solved but I’ve learned what it means to herd cats. Just remember I still have your joy buzzer.




  • I have been visiting your site for Friday prompts for a few months and have finally started a blog so thought I would link my story. Please accept my apologies if I have done it incorrectly!
    Loved your story.

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  • The first line — the first line. The entire story is chilling and sadly too real is history.
    Interesting, I found myself in front ot the television earlier this week…my spouse away for a few days. I always have trouble going to bed when he’s gone. And Schindler’s List was on. Such a powerful film. And here I am, reading this today. The audacity of the sun to shine in those times. Beautifully penned as always.
    And congratulations on this peniversary!🙂 Or blogaversary!🙂

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  • So heartbreaking, Rochelle, to read this knowing she is taking her final breathes and thinking her last thoughts. It’s very vivid. I read your previous entry (wow, your 3rd story!) and love your changes. Much tighter and really getting down to that low point. Thanks for sharing it! FF is such a great way to grow as a writer. Thanks again for all you do.

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    • Dear Amy,

      I appreciate the fact that you took the time to read both versions of my story. A few other readers preferred the first version. Interesting. I’m in agreement with you or I wouldn’t have taken the time to update.😉

      I’ve learned a lot, I think, from these flashes.

      Thank you and Shalom,


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      • I know I have learned a lot! Besides, it’s hard not to edit a piece, isn’t it? Although sometimes, that first try can be kind of more organic and fresh. It’s a hard call to edit sometimes. I liked your changes.🙂


  • Heartbreaking story and for all we know could even have been true for it was an extraordinary time. I think the original has its merits too,

    I nearly missed this week due to troublesome technical issues but am glad to have put one in.

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    • Dear Subroto,

      Thank you for taking the time to read both versions. I’ve no doubt this story represents more than one true story. Glad you’ve gotten your technical issues resolved.




  • An already powerful story turned into something even more haunting—I think you’ve honed it into something both spare and incredibly vivid. The image of the baby under her palm is devastating.The line “her life pooled in the grass” is stunning. I am glad she feels relief in the end, but how sad that it comes at such a cost. Very powerful, Rochelle.

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  • Such a heart wrenching story! Trying to protect your child of harm from someone , but ending the child’s life in the process , is enough to cause one to take their own life! The horror that mother experienced is unimaginable. This is such a powerful.story written in just few words.

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