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C. Adams

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2021

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C. Adams

Submitted to Contest #329

Whetstone Gazette – November 1, 2025A 25-year-old woman was struck and killed in a hit-and-run collision late Tuesday near East Cypress Road, according to the Whetstone Police Department.Valentina Rodriguez was found by a passerby in a roadside drainage ditch and was pronounced dead at the scene.The alleged driver, 22-year-old Bryce Calloway, son of Congressman Jonathan Calloway (R), was located at the congressman’s residence early Wednesday morning and taken in for questioning. Authorities say excessive speed and alcohol may have been contr...

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Things Were Good When Domino’s Was a Church

C. Adams

Submitted to Contest #313

*contains explicit language Castle Loop was Josh’s favorite stretch. At sunset, paradise in any direction. Conifer trees lined both sides of the road and traces of dirt and pine tangled in the breeze. He always took a breather at Browning Bridge and watched the cars and diesels roar underneath. The burn in his thighs was welcomed. It meant his second wind would be coming. He focused on his breathing. Deep breaths with controlled release. He trained his thoughts on the coming year. Junior year was almost over and there was work to be done. Hi...

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Tiny Slivers

C. Adams

Submitted to Contest #282

Lesley was sitting on his bed, his legs criss crossed with a faded blue and grey backpack beside him. He was examining the shot glass in his hand. Las Vegas was written in gold and white cursive with what he assumed to be casinos behind the lettering. His new foster mother, Mrs. Thomas, peeked her head in the door while she knocked. “Hi, Lesley. I didn’t see Charlotte. Didn’t she come home with you?” Lesley looked at her then back to the shot glass in his hand.           “She likes to be...

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