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Bob Faszczewski

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2021

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Who Lies Beneath the Headstone?

Submitted to Contest #252

              After the funeral for Fred Harris the line of well-wishers among his family and friends stretched from the living room of his large Colonial home, out into the street and well down the tree-lined block.  Greetings and expressions of sympathy lasted well into the evening.      Since the family had chosen me to help manage the reception, I hadn’t returned to my home until well after 10 pm.      &n...

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What Behind the Door Lurks?

Submitted to Contest #251

      As he opened the door of the darkened building and stepped into the glitzy vestibule, a loud sound echoed off the walls. He then saw before him a long, dark corridor illuminated on each side only by a series of book lights, one every few feet.     John’s girlfriend Jane had texted him a half hour before and told him to join her at the abandoned building, to which she had provided Google Maps directions attached to her text.  Although the place looked familiar to him, its age a...

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Blowin' in the Ether

Submitted to Contest #250

             As I lay on the Assateague Island beach the sun’s rays drenched me in warmth as my mind wandered to far-off places.      I soon fell asleep, and my dreams took me thousands of miles south and west to East Maui's Waianapanapa State Park in the Hawaiian Islands. Back to the wonderful vacations my family had taken there during my teens.     Suddenly, a high-velocity wind blew sand across my face, carrying with it ...

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Returning the Volley

Submitted to Contest #249

    As soon as the match began, Irina Ubetekov came rushing toward the net at Wimbledon, returning each serve with more power than she had put behind the thousands she had made during her entire 10-year career.     This tournament meant much more. It would put the final jewel in the crown on her climb up the summit of the tennis world, and she wanted to leave that world with a flourish on her record, avoiding the dreaded “40-Love” at all costs.      For she had made u...

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Home Run for the Real Player

Submitted to Contest #246

     Stickball had provided some of the most enjoyable times of Harry’s youth. He used to step menacingly up to the manhole cover his gang used for home plate with his converted wooden broom handle waiting for Joey or one of his other pals to wind up and let loose the perfect pitch.       Then he would get a real piece of it and send the rubber ball flying down the block as he rounded the bases. He’d first touch the front door handle of his dad’s ‘57 Chevy, then the tip of the fire ...

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Bringing Back the Glow

Submitted to Contest #245

       For hundreds of years residents of the Northern Hemisphere had romped throughout the summer wearing as little attire as possible in their local lakes and the world's oceans.       In 2929, though, the sun left the planet midway through the season and disappeared behind the haunting and oversized shadow of the Earth’s moon.     Solar eclipses had happened frequently, often more than once a year, several times during our home base’s long histo...

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GPS Into Another Dimension

Submitted to Contest #243

          As my car crept along a deserted road in the Virginia-North Carolina countryside, the passing scenery reminded me of the forest scene from "Deliverance." To add to the negative atmosphere, I had agreed to allow my fellow Realtor, Jill McIntyre, to partner with me on the trip and act as my navigator–more on Jill’s sterling character and background later.     Back to the drive–the stillness on this Saturday night made me feel like a solo mortician closing up s...

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Shanghaied on Dry Land

Submitted to Contest #242

               He opened the heavy door and saw a long, dark corridor bringing him to exhibits on sailing and piracy on each side. Strangely, the only thing lighting the way to each exhibit was a series of book lights, one every few feet.     Exhibits in the newly-opened Delmarva Maritime Museum had begun mapping out the story of ancient seafaring commerce and raids by buccaneers traveling along the Eastern Shore.    John h...

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Off-Road Adventure

Submitted to Contest #239

             It started out as a pleasant jaunt along Route 50 East to Maryland’s coastline on the Atlantic Ocean.  Our trip began at 6 am to give us plenty of time to bask in the sun of Ocean City and later frolic in the waves–perhaps spotting a few dolphins or whales romping in the surf.         We planned to stop in one of the boardwalk eateries for a little pizza and adult beverages before heading back to our bed and breakfast in...

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Perfect Timing

Submitted to Contest #238

          As John Jordan turned over the first shovelful of soil at the groundbreaking ceremony for his new insurance office in the Rehobeth Beach Coastal Mall he struck an unusually hard object.  As he reached down to retrieve what felt like hardened cardboard he said, “It looks like a book, maybe a journal or diary.”     When he turned the first page his hands shook as badly-smeared  ink scrawls revealed the entries on sheets stuck together by “dried blood...

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Run for My Life

Submitted to Contest #235

 The many promises I had made to myself and my friends and relatives during my troubled youth included a vow to get into better financial and physical condition. On this beautiful Sunday morning, I continued the daily running routine I had begun about a month earlier.        As I gently jogged in the fresh air along the road, deserted for the time being except for me, I began to clear my brain of the disturbing sounds from the night before, punctuated by random gunfire, police chases and loud screaming...

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The Day Everything Stopped

Submitted to Contest #234

    Struter Jones dashed to the corner–just in time she figured--to catch the 7:58 Fifth Avenue bus. As usual, she had timed her sprint to the bus stop down to the last second.         Quickly getting fed up with her go-nowhere clerical position, she did only what she had to do when she had to do it.        “Only in a holding pattern with this gig,” she thought to herself as she searched for the miracle job that would take her out of the morass tha...

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Bringing Back the Glow

Submitted to Contest #232

       As residents of the Northern Hemisphere, all summer long my friends and I had romped with as little attire as possible in our local lakes and the Atlantic Ocean.  This year, though, the sun left us midway through the season. We had the haunting feeling the cyclical change was turning into a permanent situation that would forever change our world, but the opinions of a few high school kids mattered little at this point.     With Mother Nature closing the curtain on 2300, news ...

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New Year's Bashed

Submitted to Contest #231

     On New Year’s Day, Wilson awoke at 7 am and tried to clear the throbbing pain from his head.  He sat up in bed to find his old-timey pinball machine wrecked and laying destroyed in a corner of his room.      After running over and over this strange turn of events in his mind he fell back into a deep sleep that led him into a nightmare that never seemed to stop replaying.       In his dream he had gone to the same country club party to which one of his s...

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Truth Among the Shadows of My Mind

Submitted to Contest #230

                        Truth Among the Shadows of My Mind  It seemed like some bizarre magical power had broken into my dreams, taken over my mind and led me from my student apartment on the campus of Salisbury University into a fog-covered woody area deep in Pokomoke State Forest.       Unfamiliar music had interrupted my dreams and led me as if in a trance to follow twists and turns a...

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