Amy Strong

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2020

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“What The Heart Wants” by Amy Strong

Sitting on the edge of his bed, a tear slowly makes it’s way down Margaret’s cheek. His hand had grown cold and she knew she had to say good-bye. Death and taxes are the only two guarantees in life and they both sucked the life right out of you. Closing her eyes and willing herself to get up, she is startled by familiar voice behind her. Hearing it, she is immediately transported to the summer her mother had insisted she take up a cooking class. It was 1967 and all the graduation festivities were over. Girls were getting ready for college....

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“Mothers Know Best” by Amy Strong

Submitted to Contest #46

Everyone was eerily quiet and perfectly still. Experience had told them any notion of life would make it their turn. Even though she was focused on the dog fur stuck to her leggings, she could feel his eyes on her like daggers. Not able to contain herself any longer, making sure to keep all parts of her body perfectly still, she raised her eyes. “Oh, Natalie. Would you like to go next?” Natalie could hear the sighs of relief around her as panic immediately crept up her body. She could feel the heat start to radiate from her body. Every t...

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“Mistaken Identity” by Amy Strong

Submitted to Contest #44

Throwing her bag on the couch, Ellen took in the stillness of the room. She wasn’t sure what she expected however after being gone for 3 months she thought some sort of fanfare had been in order. Looking over at her answering machine, she saw the blinking red light. Her friends thought it was too old school to have an actual landline in her house, much less an answering machine. They had not been the subject of a very active stalker either. She hoped they never understand her need to get unplugged and go away.Pushing the button to listen to ...

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“On Repeat” by Amy Strong

Submitted to Contest #42

Water dribbled down his chin as he pulled the bottle away from his mouth. He took a deep breath and started chugging again. Sweat drenched his shirt and his pants. Standing across from him was the hiker that found him in the trench. She reached out and gently put her hand on his arm.“Easy. You’re gonna make yourself sick.” She had an easy southern draw, clearly a tourist out here in the desert. She gave him an easy smile and he pulled the bottle away again. Using the bottom of his shirt, he wiped his face off.He had been in that trench since...

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