The flurry of the moment takes over the mood of the evening. The hall is filled with long tables waiting for the final place settings to be adjusted. Scanning the room, I see a young lady sitting at one of the tables twiddling her fingers. I realize it’s my niece, and she appears to be…
Tag: #children
Short Story – Rushing Along ©Elsa Wolf
A middle-school girl walked into the building, but she was late by two weeks. It was the end of the day, and her last class would start in ten minutes. Creative writing was her favorite course. She quietly went into the room past the teacher, Ms. Marvel, who waited a moment to speak while maneuvering…
Elsa's Home 