Last week had gone so well. Seeing all the regular faces, some on grainy webcams, some in the synagogue. It felt good to preach again.
Now, the loudspeaker wouldn’t switch on, he’d forgotten the login for his Zoom account and the wi-fi kept dropping out.
‘I think I’ve found your problem.’ Ben got up from his knees where he had been fiddling with the router and held out a damp cloth. ‘Everything is soaking wet.’
‘How strange. Where could that have come from?’ Rabbi Loeb shuffled in front of the half empty bottle of water and hoped the damp patch of evidence on his kittel had dried in.
Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).
To read stories of 100 words based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.
Also linking to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge for today: Issue.