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Farrah Leone

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2020

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Step 9

Submitted to Contest #340

**Sensitive content warning for blood, death, and substance abuse** Step 9: Make direct amends with the people you’ve harmed. Unless attempting to make amends would hurt them or someone else - The 12 Steps of Alcoholics Anonymous Smack, the letter plopped onto the floor from the letterbox and interrupted his nightly meditation. David, looking puzzled by who would be outside at this hour, rose from his seat. He pulled back the window curtain to see his desolate street sopping in the rain. The letter mushed in his hands. He gently unsealed t...

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2619

Submitted to Contest #324

The southern desert sun beat down on the cracks of what was once known as the Mississippi River Valley. His feet were blistering in the heat being insulated by his leather boots. The back of his neck was hot to the touch no matter how much he covered up. And the heat only played with his body temperature keeping him uncomfortable during the day and too cold in the nights he spent camping underneath cacti. His beard grew in nicely but was cut haphazard by the dull knife he kept in his waistband.He’d been following the dust ditch north for wee...

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Coffee or Tea

Coffee or Tea By Farrah Leone “Hey” Michael flashed his white smile and peered around the door frame of their office. “I brought you something”. He held up two Starbucks cups. Sarah blushed. “Awe, how cute!” Tiffany chuckled. “Thank you.” Sarah stood up from her desk, went on her tippy toes to kiss his stubbled cheek.  She took the cup he gestured towards her.  “What’d you get, Michael?” Tiffany asked. “Latte with Oatmilk and a dash of cinnamon with a shot of espresso.” “An extra shot of espresso? Someone is going to ...

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Mr. Foster

Submitted to Contest #49

An elderly man sits in the waiting room of Boston Hospital’s Oncological Unit with no one but the secretary. He stares blankly at the news that has been playing on loop for the entire day, but he has only gone through one cycle. He still squints at the television even through his corrective lenses, emphasizing the years seen through his wrinkles. His mouth is slightly ajar as if he was going to say something, but he never does. The door opens to enter a younger man, routinely squeezes some hand sanitizer into his hand, and s...

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