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Kara Reeves

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2023

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A Teenager and a Tower of Pots

Kara Reeves

Submitted to Contest #182

I was already alert when I heard the crash in the kitchen. I never could relax while babysitting. I couldn’t settle in on another family’s couch knowing that the parents could come home any moment and find me binging on their Doritos (they always said “eat anything”) or find me asleep and drooling on their pillow. Or, if not the parents, then my real fear: An intruder. I imagined men scoping out the house, waiting for signs of someone leaving, assuming it was empty and then finding me inside. And when they did find me inside, I had a plan. I...

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Monster Truck

Kara Reeves

“Write about someone who realizes they’re on the wrong path,” you say? Well, can do. I’m on my second day of leave from work. I’m on a leave that I desperately needed because I was clearly on The Wrong Path.  I was pretty sure it was the wrong path when I headed down this way about six months ago. I was at the proverbial fork in the road, but The Right Path had a big roadblock up and the CEO of my organization was wearing a reflective vest and waving light-up orange sticks directing me this way. Unless I wanted to back up and find some ...

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Unlikely saviors in my promised land

Kara Reeves

Submitted to Contest #181

Bridget and I had been so eager to get back to Zambia. We’d spent so many transformative weeks in Zambia, learning new things about the chimpanzees, the culture, and ourselves. We’d then spent months romanticizing those memories. Of course, we couldn’t wait to get back. Yet, this visit was different. It was like we were trying to return to a place that wasn’t there for us anymore. We were trying to wear something we’d outgrown. Perhaps we didn’t need the transformative power anymore; Zambia had done its work. We’d both made changes in our li...

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