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Carolina Mintz

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2022

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Stolen Lily

Weekly Contest #348

This story contains child abuse With all the new construction barriers and detour signs, Lauren had to walk a different route to work that day. She knew there was a bus that would take her downtown if she went up 42nd Avenue, but she would have to hurry. 42nd Avenue had street vendors – tables stacked with homemade goods and farm displays of fresh produce – oranges and tomatoes and pungent green onions. She hurried past these. The bus stop was just ahead. At the corner she waited for the light. A woman selling flowers approached her, thrusti...

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The Three Flavors of Madelina

Weekly Contest #347

Pietro De Luca was not a handsome man. He was squat in stature and somewhat thickset in his middle. Even at the fairly young age of thirty-one, he had a receding hairline and a bald spot on the top of his shiny head. And although he was a well-loved and respected merchant in the quaint village of Triora, a Provence in northern Italy, there was one thing that the village residents found completely baffling: Pietro had won the heart of the most beautiful maiden in their village. After all, Pietro was not dark and dashing in the least, as were...

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Of Mouse and Man

Weekly Contest #346

Mouse and man regarded each other. “So, we meet at last,” the grizzled elder said, scratching the grey stubble on his chin. He watched the brown mouse sitting on the edge of the puckered rug. “How long has it been now?” But the old man, leaning slightly forward in his wheelchair, did not expect an answer. The rodent sat on his haunches and twitched his whiskers, sniffing the air. “A couple of old bachelors living out the twilight years of their lonely lives.” The old man smiled. “I suspect we’re about the same age,” he said, although he did ...

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Bus on a Hill

Weekly Contest #346

The school bus picked up speed even as Burton frantically pumped the brakes around each downward mountain curve. He watched her mirrors, the steep precipice of pines sloping off to his right, the bus just missing the steel guardrails that now seemed as useless as flimsy foil. He gripped the wheel with white knuckles knowing it was up to him to get this bus – and its young passengers - off this mountain safely. “C’mon old girl, don’t lose it,” he said and wiped sweat from his forehead. “Ain’t no way we gonna slow this downhill ride without yo...

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The Scent of Crayons

Weekly Contest #345

THE SCENT OF CRAYONS The man driving the car drove too fast. Not like Daddy. Christina sat in the back seat of the speeding Studebaker and tried to focus on something outside the car window. Telephone poles flashed by, tethered by dipping wires, each passing in rapid succession. This made her dizzy, so she concentrated on her shoes. White patent leather with a gold buckle and baby blue socks with lacy edges that folded down. Christina tapped her toes together – tap, tap, tap – until Mother glared at her from the front passenger seat – a sig...

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