Abbie Pedrotte

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2022

Stories (5)

5 Stories

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“Questionable Differences” by Abbie Pedrotte

Submitted to Contest #270

A server sets a basket of bread between Luca and Harley, followed by a bowl containing four pats of butter wrapped in shiny gold paper. They drove to Antonio’s in their separate cars, both of them having left from work. When Harley got there, Luca was already waiting at their table. He stood and pulled the chair out for her. As he tears into a piece of bread, lips greasy from the butter that turns out to be margarine, he still can’t recall ever meeting Harley for dinner; he’s certainly never pulled a chair out for her. When high school...

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“The Watcher Speaks At Last” by Abbie Pedrotte

Submitted to Contest #210

Nadia has always seen things that others couldn’t. Her parents were on board with her imaginary friends until she started school, where the teachers were concerned about just how vivid and detailed Nadia’s visions were getting. She learned to tamp it down, to conceal the things she saw. When she saw a man in what looked like a toga sailing an ancient-looking sailboat in the harbor, she turned the other way. Once, she opened her fridge and found a shrunken head sitting on the top shelf, perched on a tub of hummus. She simply closed the door a...

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“The Goddess Goes to High School” by Abbie Pedrotte

Submitted to Contest #198

Athena was rendered exhausted at the mere thought of her days on Olympus. Everywhere she looked, there was a hero who needed assistance. Some brute with oiled-up cords of muscle, its only purpose to compensate for the empty space taking up the inside of his skull, would get himself into some wholly-avoidable imperilment. And a hero in trouble only knew of one goddess to call upon. Athena was obligated to support whatever chauvinistic, elaborate quest or war or feud the hero would otherwise fail. It was all so dramatic. The Tr...

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“Soup Du Jour” by Abbie Pedrotte

Submitted to Contest #141

Dori woke up when she was good and ready. She’d stopped bothering with an alarm clock years ago, and elected to start her mornings slowly. The sun streamed in through the smeared, nicotine-stained window at the opposite end of her pathetic bedroom. She could still hear her father snoring across the flat, and finally dragged herself out of bed and into the kitchen in search of coffee. Her bones seemed to get stiffer every day, and each morning she awoke with a new ache, a new soreness in her feet or shoulders. Some days, usually days w...

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“Tate & Ava” by Abbie Pedrotte

Submitted to Contest #140

Tw: Contains mentions of intimate partner violence and alcohol abuse.AvaI fell in love when I was in the third grade. I was a loner, opting to walk the perimeter of the playground instead of playing with my classmates. What was the point? I’d just end up getting teased. So around and around I walked, taking off my scuffed white sneakers so I could feel the lush grass between my toes. As I neared a small grassy mound at the back of the playground, far removed from the other children, I saw a boy sitting with his back to me. He was pickin...

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