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Brenton Hancock

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2026

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Hidden Light

Weekly Contest #368

"Are you deaf or just plain old stupid?”The words felt like jagged glass sliding down Alyssa's back. She blinked hard and rubbed the fabric of her apron between her fingers. She took a deep breath, smiled and replied, “Sir, I would appreciate it if you would refrain from insults to the staff.”“Well, I'd appreciate a cup of coffee made the way I asked for it. Large, hot, black, and four sugars! No synthetic sweetener! I can taste the difference." He slammed the cup down on the counter so hard that some of the coffee spilled out of the lid and...

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The Dog

Weekly Contest #366

"I should have known better." John shook his head. "What's that, sorry?" The detective sat down across from John and opened his notebook, crossing a line under the notes he'd taken earlier in the day. "The last guy said I'd be out of here soon, and the guy before him said he'd just needed to check on one thing and I could go." "Yeah, they had some issues putting together the timeline of events. Why don't you tell me again. This time from the start" "I don't know how many times you are going to have me tell you the same thing over and over ag...

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A little company

Weekly Contest #356

"That's silly!" She giggled."No, it's not. I'm an Operational Business Analyst for Telo-nelco."The little girl giggled again. "That's not a real job.""Sure it is!" Isaac protested."What do you do?"After a long silence, Isaac said, "I mostly just email people."She giggled even harder. "See, that's not a real job."Isaac smiled as the little girl leaned into him. "Yeah, OK. Maybe it's not a real job."She touched his watch, making funny faces at herself in the black glass. "How long did she say?"“Who?”“Mrs Gale. She told you to wait, didn’t she?...

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The same four chairs

Weekly Contest #355

Mr and Mrs Briarson sat across from Mr and Mrs Hall in the same four chairs, just as they had for fifteen years. Their regular dinners began when the Halls moved in next door, and Mrs Briarson, the welcoming committee herself, invited them over. That single warm gesture sparked a friendship that, tonight, would end. Mr Hall, as he poured his wine into his glass, smiled a fake smile and laughed a fake laugh. Because tonight was the night five years ago that he was coming home late from the pub and hit a young boy, who hit his head on the hoo...

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Silence in the dark

Weekly Contest #354

I haven’t been able to sleep since my daughter’s ghost started visiting me at night.I wasn’t sleeping well before, but at least I got an hour or two before daylight broke through the curtains.We had our daughter when we were teenagers, a few months out of high school. That caused tension with my wife’s Catholic family. But we faced her mother and grandmother together during the pregnancy, and it helped that we got married at the courthouse a month before our daughter was born.She came into the world at four in the afternoon, surrounded by al...

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