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Bruce Woodloe

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2023

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Would you like to see your future?

Submitted to Contest #239

“Would you like to see your future? I warn you; it is never what one expects!” I had never put much faith in the sideshow attractions at the county fair. This was new to me. Our Podunk town never ever would have allowed a fortune teller to have any access to us good ol people. Us good God-fearing folk. Never. I was amused. Never believed that any of this could ever be what it is cracked up to be. However, here I am, and I’ve just been given the warning of all warnings. Is she for real? Part of me laughed, another was scared shitless. In a te...

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My Love

We were in the kitchen when the call came. I had taken off work to be there. My wife of 30 years and I sat at the kitchen table, laughing over so many good and wonderful memories. Our warmth and genuine love for one another was vibrant on a level beyond words or even thought. We both felt it. We both knew and cherished its reality. It existed on a level beyond description. A level that one felt, experienced, and related to, but not spoken. Our pitiful language could never do it justice. We held hands. We both knew that we were trying to have...

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TIMED OUT

Submitted to Contest #234

This is it then. This is how it ends. Id always thought tat the stories of life passing before one’s eyes were just that. Stories. Now mine was flashing in surprising detail. My eighth birthday party, my first kiss at nine. My best friend for the first twelve years of my life, my dog Champ. Losing my virginity at fourteen. Getting my driver’s license at sixteen. My high school prom, summers down the shore, my mom’s passing, seeing my dad cry for the first time at her funeral, my proposal to my now fiancé. Yeah, the stories are true. I’m...

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