Article Tag: Friendship

Stone Soup Magazine
October 2017

By Evelyn Fitzpatrick

I had always lived on the floor above my best friend. I lived on the 29th floor of our building, and she lived on the 28th. All I had to do was ride the...

You’re impatient. There’s no counting how many games you’ve played in your lifetime. No counting the screens you’ve set and the shots you’ve taken and the...

The air smelled of sea salt and the day was as bright as the sun I hopped into my friend Teddy Ertel’s white Honda Pilot SUV on July 26, 2016. My friends...

A tiny ripple spread from the center of the pond as a small stone struck the surface. The delicate lily pads drifted and then settled as the water calmed. A...

The lady stood in the kitchen, moving swiftly as she cut the vegetables. Her apron swayed when she shifted her weight, and she made piles of the lettuce. The...

“Here we are then,” said Mother happily, at the same time tipping the cab, hoisting our luggage out of the trunk, and brushing her hair aside impatiently....

ONE The chilly wind blew up spirals of dry leaves, but the sun still shone merrily. The faded blue paint was peeling off the porch on the old farmhouse. A...

It has been three years since she, my one and only best friend, left, and I am dying to see her. She had lived down the street and I had known her forever. I...

My name is Yellow Rose. My dad says my mama loved that name, because it reminded her of sunshine and cheerful gardens. I love it too, but Dad says you simply...

It was the first day at my new school. I was excited and nervous. I am the first in my family ever to go to a Gymnasium (a German secondary school for grades 5...