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Kevin Keegan

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2023

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The Aftermath

Weekly Contest #201

Several hours had passed in the blink of an eye. The gig had been awesome, off the charts mega. Twelve encores were performed for the screaming adoring fans whose collective pulses soared higher than many doctors would have thought safe let alone humanly possible without loss of life. Inevitably there were some casualties but nothing life threatening, it just proved too much for some and they fainted due to over excitement. The capacity crowd of ten thousand; except the handful of fainting casualties, left the venue to seek out a lively pub ...

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The Little Phone Girl

It was so terribly cold. Snow was falling, and it was almost dark. The icy wind howled through the rafters and swirled all around the house where a poor little girl lived with her father and mother. The ramshackle house where they had their home was in a terrible state of disrepair with many holes in the roof where the snow was silently breaching the open wounds of this perished roof. Ice formed on the insides of the house's little windows. The front door offered little or no protection against the incessant winter weather. There was no carp...

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The Visit

Stephen street was throbbing as Tom made his way through the heaving crowds on a warm Tuesday evening in May. It was the epitome of what a central city street was supposed to be, full of characters both good and not so good, possessing an energy and vibe that few streets anywhere on the planet could match let alone any other street in Dublin, though, it must be said, some came close. He passed by The Snug bar, place of romance but now a cruel reminder of love lost to a most evil and merciless disease that claimed that beautiful life that he ...

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The Lesson

In the dining room sat Mr Murphy. On the far side of the room above the television were two shelves containing books, curios, various peculiar items and a conical usb charged lamp. There were two African heads that Mr Murphy thought of particular value but hadn't got around to having them valued. Amongst the framed photos was a wedding photo and a large photo of Mr Murphy when he was aged three or so holding a porcelain rabbit for company. He wasn't sure why this photo was on display but that Mrs Murphy liked it and therefore that was that. ...

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