Anita M Shaw

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2023

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6 Stories

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“The Ballad of Keryll and Krystan” by Anita M Shaw

“You won’t forget the flowers, right? Keryll? You hearing me?” “Sure . . . flowers. Gotcha.” “And the cake . . .” “Cake . . . ” “Keryll!” I looked up from the book I was pretending to read. “I hear you, Krystan. Get the flowers! Pick up the cake. Go get ready, already!” “Get those flowers, Keryll Lyn...

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“It Happened in New York” by Anita M Shaw

It was a crisp autumn day in New York City, and I’d just arrived at Penn Station after a long train ride from upstate Whitehall. I’d been eagerly anticipating this trip to the city for weeks. For I was meeting up with my best friend, Rachel Wallace, who’d left Whitehall some years ago. We hadn't seen each other in a year or so, but we kept in touch by the usual social media sites and text messages. Rachel promised to take me to some of her favorite spots in the city and show me a good time.As I made my way out of the sta...

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“What A Seventeen-Year-Old Will Do For Love” by Anita M Shaw

It was so terribly cold. Snow was falling, and it was almost dark.Mark paced his bedroom, trying to decide what he ought to do.Well, he ought to stay home. The weather outside told him that.But—he’d told Gracie he’d be at her grandparent’s at six-thirty. The Vincent's place was forty-five minutes away . . . no big deal if he had a way of getting there. Mom’s car was in the shop, and his father had, naturally, driven the truck to work. His shift started at three so he wouldn’t be g...

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“My Gorgeous Angel” by Anita M Shaw

She was gorgeous! The most perfect specimen of horseflesh I’d ever seen. Her red chestnut coat gleamed in the summer sun. Flaxen mane and tail. A flowing mane . . . long and silky. She stood sixteen hands, and her conformation – perfection! She moved with a gliding grace, floating over the ground. Just to watch her out in the field was a treat. What would it be like to actually ride her! ...

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“Molly” by Anita M Shaw

Molly showed up at our house the day her owner died. She belonged to our neighbor, Mae Hurley. An older lady who passed in her sleep. We found her on the porch, all comfy, like she belonged there. Not sure why she picked us. There were many other families on our block she could’ve chosen. People more likely to warm up to a small gray and white tiger cat.Dad attempted to shoo her away, but she never went far. Partway across the lawn, she’d turn back to look at him. “Get!” He’d holler as he strode into the house.

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“Tornado Dreams” by Anita M Shaw

Saturday 9:15 AM “Mom! Mom! Tanner’s not helping clean the playroom! He’s still playing video games! He says he doesn’t have to clean if he don’t want to! And Thom’s reading a book! And Victor’s just playing.” “Tanner, get off the Xbox before I yank the plug on it! This whole place looks like a tornado hit it! Tanner—” “Awwwaaahhhawww! Mom! I gotta beat that boss all over again!”...

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Author bio

72 year old wife and gramma, writing kids', YA under my own name, and sweet romance under Neenah Davis-Wilson. Self published wide, with one trad pubbed under Anita Wilson. Love reading, family, faith, friends, animals, and a bunch of other stuff. :) Live in Vermont with hubby, 2 of 4 grown boys and a yellow feline named Sinatra. Gramma of 2 girls aged 10 and 25.