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Michael Young

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2021

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Getting to know you, getting to know all ...

Submitted to Contest #81

Noah checked his phone for the tenth time in as many minutes. Between that and rubbing the indentation left by his wedding ring, he was building up quite a collection of fidgety habits. He already felt conspicuous standing outside the café, but he didn’t want to miss Hannah. He had arrived early and hung around, picking the Drury café because of the location, familiarity, and relaxed friendly atmosphere. Best of all it was near a tube station which meant that if the date went well, they had an option to go on somewhere and if it didn’t’, wel...

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Accountability

Submitted to Contest #79

There’s a theory that goes like this; you can think of a relationship like two bank accounts. If you are helping and supporting each other, then you are making deposits and withdrawals with each other’s emotional accounts. If you need a hand and call on someone to help, then you are making a withdrawal. If you are helping someone else out, then you are making a deposit. Happiness, it is said, relies on the two accounts being in balance. It goes without saying that every now and then it’s possible for family and friends to go overdrawn. That’...

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Old school.

Submitted to Contest #78

“You should go and see Mrs Preost, her who lives in the woods at the edge of the village”, said George.  “Hang on.”, said Sam. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but she ain’t no doctor as I recall.”  “Well, no, but she has remedies what are more old school, if you know what I mean.”  Sam crinkles his brow, the furrows and lines on his face making him look more walnut than human. “Well, I can’t say as I do know what you mean by old school.”  George sighs and shifts his feet a little. “You know, old school.” the...

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