Thank you Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for continuing to set this 100 word or less challenge. It is certainly a commitment appreciated by many. Other 100 word stories can be read here.
How wonderful. How old are these photos?
Late 1800s, something like that.
Amazing, and precious. I wish I had that kind of past connection. Something as tangible.
Yeah, it is special.
Do you see a family resemblance?
Definitely. I’ve always seen my dad in the older lady. My four times great grandma. She had like 12 kids, who all lived. There are so many cousins. You can’t turn a corner in my hometown without meeting a relation.
You’ve a tribe. Awesome. We’ve never had that. Immigrants.
Sounds lonely. Sad.
It can be. We’re a community of six. [97 words]
I have to admit that I wrote this based on the other photos Rochelle had in her post. By mistake, so perhaps the story doesn’t make sense in relation to the actual prompt. Hope you enjoyed it anyway.

Photo by Rochelle
My family used to be kind of a ‘tribe’ and I found it the poor horror. The story is perfect, and, as was pointed out before, there are old photographs in the prompt.
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pure horror, not poor horror. Sorry…
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Nice one, Trish. And they all know each other’s business. 🙂
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I’m not sure I’d want to meet a relation around every corner. My lot are well scattered! Nice one Trish.
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I love looking at old photos of relations 🙂
Your story worked with either photo, as there are photos in the shop window too!
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Maybe not the right pic, but a great story nonetheless.
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i find your story relatable. well done. 🙂
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I enjoyed the way you told the story entirely in dialogue. It helps reveal the emotions of the characters.
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Thanks Penny 🙂
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Community of six is great. Unity is strength.
Photos speak a lot.
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Good story, Trish. I think there are pros and cons to each family configuration.
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I also wrote a prompt using Rochelle’s painting of her maternal grandmother, but I can relate better to your flash story
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A community of six is at least better than one. Hopefully they can find a community that accepts them too.
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That line: you’re a tribe ….. it really pivots the story, IS the story, the ending, a foregone conclusion.
This piece though, also goes beyond that, because it echoes about how even those in communities, can sometimes feel lost, alone too. At least, that’s the lingering impression I walked away with.
Simple and effective – great story.
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Thank you. I’m glad you got all that out of the story 😊
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I enjoyed it very much. As someone who did not grow up in one place, but in many, I always felt a bit outside that tight circle of people who are all related to someone else in the school, the town.
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Yep. Same. Thanks Linda.
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Trish,
I can sympathize with the first speaker: but it’s wonderful seeing the family ties within a community.
pax,
dora
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Thanks Dora.
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Such a good tribute to very large families and community
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Dear Trish,
To be fair, I forgot to insert the prompt when I posted. The first few contributors worked with what they had. 😉 I enjoyed your story. The young woman standing was my maternal grandmother and she was an immigrant from Poland.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Lovely that you have those connections Rochelle. 😍
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I like the story
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I too wrote my story in response to Rochelle’s pictures, before she posted the prompt. But I think your piece works for either prompt
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