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Kay Reeves

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2021

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Who's the Ugliest of All

Weekly Contest #260

Who's the Ugliest of All? Rooting through the piles of junk on the shelves, a glint caught Maria's eye. The 'antique' shop had been a disappointment so far, little more than the kind of bric-a-brac more suited to a car boot sale. She reached past the mismatched china and lifted out a small mirror in a beautifully carved wooden frame. The mirror was being held by two stunning female figures, naked but with their modesty preserved by their long hair, which tumbled down almost to their knees. The base of the frame was a male figure,visible only...

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The Zephyr's Caress

Weekly Contest #240

The Zephyr’s Caress. Signs of spring were all around. The woodland was carpeted with daffodils, dotted with bunches of snowdrops, all swaying in the soft breeze. Tricia felt its airy caress on her hot face and let her tense body relax. The tears dried on her cheeks and her pulse gradually slowed.The woods were her place of escape when life at home was unbearable. She focused on the unfolding green leaves and let her mind open up as she became a part of nature.Again the wind stroked her face and bare arms, playfully running through ...

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Last Words

Weekly Contest #230

Trigger warning: This story deals with the death of a family member. "Quick, the sardine is melting."    We looked at each other, then at Dad. The whole family was there, grouped round his bed. He gave a deep sigh and we all held our breath, hoping for an insightful pronouncement suitable to provide thought and solace for future generations. Sadly, there were to be no more words. Our beloved Dad had slipped away, hopefully to find peace and an end to the pain and humiliation of his final weeks.    We said ou...

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Cheese and Chorizo.

Weekly Contest #228

As a vampire, Street Food Markets are not my normal hang out. The smell of fruit and vegetables is frankly disgusting, although the colourful display of tomatoes and red peppers does cause my heart to momentarily miss a beat, while I have to take a long circuit round any stall selling garlic. Even onions make me queasy. On the other hand the butchers' section makes me drool in a most unattractive way. All that raw meat, dripping with bl....., bl..... No! I must not even think about that delecious, warm, red stuff. Eyes front and try not to ...

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Who's the Ugliest of all

Weekly Contest #225

Who's the Ugliest of all? Rooting through the piles of junk on the shelves, a glint caught Maria's eye. The 'antique' shop had been a disappointment so far, little more than the kind of bric-a-brac more suited to a car boot sale. She reached past the mismatched china and lifted out a small mirror in a beautifully carved wooden frame. The mirror was being held by two stunning female figures, naked but with their modesty preserved by their long hair, which tumbled down almost to their knees. The base of the frame was a male figure,visibl...

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A BEDTIME STORY

Weekly Contest #112

  "OK kids, snuggle up and Gramps will tell you a story. Don't need no books. This story is sitting right here is this old head of mine. It happened to me right back then when I was knee-high to a grasshopper. Never forgotten it and I never will, not until they put me in a box in the churchyard, next to your Grandma.    Well, it started out a normal enough day. I was up and about good and early and there was no hope of breakfast yet, so I opened the back door quietly and went off down the yard to use...

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