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Bob Faszczewski

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2021

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Homerun for the Misfit

Submitted to Contest #301

Homerun for the Misfit As the midnight of their lives closed in on Harry and his high school buddies at their 50th reunion they mapped out a plan to come up to the plate one more time in a stickball game like those that had highlighted almost every afternoon in their teens. Harry recalled how he used to step menacingly up to the manhole cover with his converted wooden broom handle waiting for Joey or one of his other pals to wind up and let loose with the perfect pitch. Then he would get a real piece of it and send ...

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Up from the Avalanche

Submitted to Contest #298

Six strangers queued up in the ski line at the top of Bluegrass Mountain, each waiting anxiously to take their turns conquering the challenging, steep slope and carving their names into alpine history. Carl Jensen led off. He had graduated at the top of his MIT engineering class but found himself unable to climb beyondthe first rung of the executive ladder. Waiting behind him, Jan Smithson, an internationally-renowned artist whose work populated the mansions and museums the world over, but who had suffered through three violent and uns...

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Dawn Rises at Midnight

Submitted to Contest #297

As the midnight of their lives closed in on Harry and his high school buddies at their 50th reunion they mapped out a plan to come up to the plate one more time in a stick ball game like those that had highlighted almost every afternoon in their teens. Harry recalled how he used to step menacingly up to the manhole cover with his converted wooden broom handle waiting for Joey or one of his other pals to wind up and let loose with the perfect pitch. Then he would get a real piece of it and send the rubber ball flying down the ...

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Touchdown Reversed

Submitted to Contest #296

Sam Jones, Sr. noisily started up the front end loader, anxious to put the finishing touches on the new Bonn High School athletic complex. Then, just as he began smoothing out the soil to make room for the football field goalpost, he struck a hard object that almost knocked him out of the cab. He jumped down and rushed to see what was standing in the way to completing his greatest construction project. To Sam’s surprise, he had uncovered a rusty gym locker from the school’s old gymnasium. The fact that his crew did a sloppy...

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What Behind the Door Lurks?

Submitted to Contest #295

      As he opened the door of the darkened building and stepped into the glitzy vestibule, he heard a loud sound echoing off the walls. Before him a long, dark corridor stretched, illuminated on each side only by a series of book lights, one every few feet.     John’s girlfriend Jane had texted him a half hour before and told him to join her at the abandoned building, Google Maps directions to which she had attached to her text.  Although the place looked familiar to him, its age a...

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In a Holding Pattern

Submitted to Contest #293

     Jackson Tillman anxiously waited for the 747 to lift off from the runway so he could begin his flight to Chicago and the most important meeting of his career. His fingers itched to open his laptop and begin calculating the final figures on what probably would become the largest software sales contract of his life.      While aggressive competition from foreign products had caused earnings figures for his other colleagues to remain in a permanent deep freeze, Jackson had found the ma...

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Evening Up the Score

Submitted to Contest #287

                  Sammy LaVecca, Jr., thought to himself as he boiled with anger:      Jepson Hamilton, the stupid shyster bought and paid for by my dad, Sammy, Sr., goose stepped to my late father’s every command. He creatively manipulated dad’s will to deprive me of the millions that rightfully belonged to me. Now I will make sure the lawyer pays me back with his life.      For eight years I ...

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Finally Making the Score

Submitted to Contest #286

       Wanted high school football coach to lead championship-caliber team.       The ad immediately caught the eye of the former high school football star as he paged through the Bonn Bugle in the rundown kitchen of a fleabag motel. He had returned to the Maryland suburb after completing a six-month rehab and recovery program in the Shoreline Medical Complex.      Contrary to the beliefs of many of the tongue-wagging upper class gossips in Bo...

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The Hit That Broke the Timeline

Submitted to Contest #285

Five decades spent clawing his way up the corporate ladder and accumulating a massive fortune had done nothing to erase the cherished memories Harry had of the streets of his teen years spent building his reputation as the King of the Stick ball Bat in his old neighborhood.           Like Mickey Mantle, swinging a Louisville Slugger at Yankee Stadium’s home plate, he used to step menacingly up to the manhole cover with his converted wooden broom handle waiting for Joey or one of his othe...

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More Than the Leaves Caught Fire

Submitted to Contest #284

        The abandoned mansion had marked the gateway to Sharpsburg, Maryland since around 1825. The well-maintained, authentic Colonial style home had served as a silent witness to many events, especially the multitude of Civil War battles fought on the 12 acres that surrounded the majestic structure.        It seemed like the perfect setting for the spring fundraiser for Habitat for Humanity’s Washington County ReStore. Event Chair Melanie Granger figured that o...

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Turnabout Is Fair Play

Submitted to Contest #283

      On New Year’s Day Wilson awoke at 7 am and tried to clear the throbbing pain from his head.  He sat up in bed to find his old-timey pinball machine wrecked and laying destroyed in a corner of his room.     After running over and over the strange turn of events from the night before in his mind he fell back into a deep sleep that led him into a nightmare that never seemed to stop replaying.      In his dream he had gone to the same country club par...

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The Never-Ending Road

Submitted to Contest #282

           #ReedsyMomentsIt started out as a road trip along Route 50 East to Maryland’s coastline on the Atlantic Ocean. We headed out in the early afternoon, figuring it would give us plenty of time to bask in the sun of Ocean City and later frolic in the waves. Maybe we would spot a few dolphins or whales breaching in the surf.        We decided to stop at one of the boardwalk eateries for a little pizza and a few adult beverages before sta...

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Uninvited

Submitted to Contest #281

                     On New Year’s Day private investigator Gary Tomlinson awoke at 7 am and tried to clear the throbbing pain from his head.  He then began mentally reviewing  the strange turn of events from the night before in his mind.     For the third year in a row, Gary had gone to the same country club party to which one of his clients had dragged him.  He only had attended the galas as a gue...

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Skull Smashers

Submitted to Contest #280

“What big mysteries will pop out of the woods in this sleepy burg this morning into my adventure-filled life? Police Chief Arley Socket asked sarcastically, as he slowly sipped his second cup of black coffee in Joe’s Cafe, ready for another eventless day in the tiny backwater of Jericho, Arkansas.             “Will gas cans mysteriously disappear from Harley Johnsonian’s garage or can I expect a call from that crotchety Mrs. Mumford in a panic because her cat Paulie has climbed...

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Off-Road Adventure

Submitted to Contest #279

             It started out as a pleasant jaunt along Route 50 East to Maryland’s coastline on the Atlantic Ocean.  Our trip began at 6 am to give us plenty of time to bask in the sun of Ocean City and later frolic in the waves–perhaps spotting a few dolphins or whales romping in the surf.        We planned to stop in one of the boardwalk eateries for a little pizza and adult beverages before heading back to our bed and breakfast in ...

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