Note - This is a spoof on fictional characters intended for fun only. ***** The year was 1980 something and Erica Goldberg was in her bedroom alone on a Saturday morning. Her two brothers were at the high school with their friends and her dad was at work. Beverly, her mother had left early and the house was empty. She had some soft rock on the stereo as s...
I want to thank the many readers who voted to make the first chapter of this story a highly ranked submission. I also want to apologize for taking so long to provide an ending for the readers who asked me to complete it. I've been extremely busy the past year with work, moving and minor health issues so I haven't had the time to devote to writing that I woul...
All characters are over the age of twenty. Note- I do not own the rights to the TV show Schooled or The Goldbergs. This is just a fun spoof for no monetary gain. This is also a more fleshed out version of the one I wrote and published elsewhere. xxx It was March 13th, 1990 something and in Philadelphia the William Penn Academy reunion was almost here. "...
At the grave side of her late husband, William Bennett, Maria wept the required and expected tears of the grieving widow. Resplendent in black silk dress and wide brimmed hat that topped sun bleached and blonde hair, she appeared, to the somewhat overcrowded cemetery, exactly as she had planned: The sad, loving wife that had just lost her adored husband. B...
Mum had been out of sorts for a couple of weeks, but this morning she was up bright and early. I heard her singing in the kitchen as she prepared breakfast. “What’s made you so happy?” I asked. “Jackie and Darlene are taking me shopping; I’m buying some new clothes for the house party at the Goldberg’s.” “They said its time I had a make over.” “Speaking of...
God was bored. Suddenly he had an idea. The perfect way to show those puny humans the majestic power of His mighty hand. He would create a perfect image of the Virgin of Guadalupe in an ice cream stain running down the side of the vending machine outside that Amoco station at the corner of Maple Road and Grand Avenue in East Trenton, New Jersey. That ough...
"Trevor Goldberg" tried not to watch as she rejoined her group and walked away, but he had been waiting for just this moment, and for a very long time. He rejoined his own group, diplomats from the British legation, and he listened to their talk of agenda items -- mainly how to keep Churchill's being pushed out of the main flow of the conversation between Ro...
Chapter 2. Redoubtable Rebecca. On the Monday of my second week, Shelly called me over and told me that 'Mrs Goldberg" was coming later, she would be my last client of that morning. She grinned. "You won't have to do it yourself today." She went on to tell me about 'Mrs Rebecca Goldberg'. She was about fifty, hard to say because she had had various cosmet...
Jeff rang the bell at 6:06. I walked him into the dining room. My Father looked at his watch. "I said six sharp." "And that was what, from your mouth to God's ears?" asked Jeff. My Father stood there speechless, stunned. Nobody had ever talked to him like that. "I didn't get the invitation until after business hours yesterday and, I don't know how you we...
Jeff and I drove back to school Thursday evening so we could spend two nights together before everyone arrived for graduation. I tried to apologize for my extended family, but he told me not to even think about it. "In fact, after meeting all those relatives this week, I think it's remarkable you even turned out human. Being selfish is light years ahead of...