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Brian’s hands shook slightly as he read the prompt.“Oh, sweet Jesus,” he breathed.“What is it honey?” said Penny, padding into the kitchen on bare feet.Brain frowned and shook his head. He did not like to be disturbed when he was working, but,“It’s this week's Reedsy prompt,” he sighed.“What's wrong with it, honey?” she said.Breathing in deeply, Brian lied.“It’s just that it’s so stupid,” he said. “‘Working Hard, Hardly Working.’ Honestly, what sort of-”The espresso machine flared to life, grinding out a single shot of bean from its hopper with a sound like a toy plane falling victim to en...
waiting on a sign
Julie was so dog eared tired of bad relationships. She had tried everything from dating apps to blind dates to going out to clubs to meet people. It seemed that no matter how much she tried on her own, she just kept ending up with mismatches or total jerks. So finally in desperation, she decided to turn to the supernatural, no not Witch craft, but Astrology. She began keeping track of her Zodiac sign and looking at horoscopes. She began burning incense to clear out negative energy that was plaguing her life. She even hired someone to redecorate her home to make it more harmonious. She had been...
Love at First Slight
Dennis opened the front door to see his senior classmate, Dakota, standing on the porch. “Dakota? What do you want?” Not awaiting an answer, but leaving the door open, he returned to the kitchen. She entered, shut the door and followed. On her way, she sniffed www.onedoor.ccthe air. The odor of stale cigarette smoke being absent, the house smelled unexpectedly fresh. Walking by the living room and seeing well placed furniture, book shelves… in short, a normal home, surprised her. There were no torn curtains. No clutter. She had expected early cob-web. The furniture lacked cigarette burns. There were no ov...
Family Reunion
1,515 words Lesley Frost lesleyfrost0@gmail.comFAMILY REUNION.I steel myself as I walk into my aunt’s house for another family reunion. As I suspected, there’s no sign of my brother. How dos he always weasel out of these affairs? Everyone else is here in their usual tidy, little groups. Right, here I go. First, a big smile all round and then a quick slide through the hugs and beery kisses from the uncles. Dad is in the middle of them, as usual, probably expounding on the latest soccer match. Oh Lord, he’s wearing a blazer and his regimental tie and the rest of them are in their shirtsleeves. ...