Bob Long Jr

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2023

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“The Apple of Her Eye” by Bob Long Jr

Submitted to Contest #226

Gabby followed her sister, Samantha, and her latest boyfriend to the door and as they were leaving, she said, "Thanks for everything. We absolutely could not have done this without your help. I'll text you soon with the date and time for the cookout." "Thanks, sis. I still owe you. I wouldn't be here today if it wasn't for you!"The last of the family and friends had gone home and now, they were all alone, just the two of them, and they could not be happier."I have to pinch myself Gabe, I can't believe we are homeowners. No more trips to...

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“Jacob's Message” by Bob Long Jr

Submitted to Contest #223

David loved watching old episodes of the 1960s sitcom Gilligan's Island with his dad. Ginger was beautiful but Mary Ann, well, he wanted to marry her! She was so pretty, so sweet and kind. Who would have thought one of those characters would have served as a role model for what he wanted to be when he grew up. Not a ship mate or a ship captain, not a movie star or even a millionaire. No, he wanted to be a Professor. The professor was admired, smart, handsome, well dressed, and always seemed to be doing some kind of research. He gav...

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“A Ghost Visits Ogunquit, Maine ” by Bob Long Jr

Submitted to Contest #221

If her math is right, this was approximately Aubrey's six hundred eightieth trip to Ligonier Memorial Park where the cremains of her beloved husband was located. Today was the fifth anniversary of his passing. A massive heart attack took his life while they lay peacefully in bed. She never had the chance to say goodbye. Some things can haunt you forever. Three times a week, she faithfully visits the memorial site, regardless of the weather. There were days that she really did not want to make the trip, but she pushed herself in to doing so...

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“Tiny House ” by Bob Long Jr

Submitted to Contest #218

Kent was momentarily fixated on the upcoming weekend ... the relaxing melodies flowing from the car's sound system, as his car passed the beautiful array of colors that graced the mountain side as he traveled the winding road that led to his alma mater, the sweet taste of the hot sausage sandwiches served up at the concession stand, and the roar of the crowd as the points went on to the board. ========Friday had arrived, finally, and knowing he had at least a three-hour drive, under the best of conditions, Kent left his office at 3p. He...

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“The Secret” by Bob Long Jr

Submitted to Contest #212

Ruth was being summoned. It was her family's policy to have everyone present at the supper table unless some major force was at work. Supper time was 6p most nights, including Saturday, but not Friday and Sunday nights. She, her younger brother, Benjamin, and even younger sister, Sarah, were involved in many school and church activities. Because the time frames for these activities usually ran well into the evening, mom and dad showed some leniency on those two nights. It was just a few minutes before 6p. Her mom walked over to the stai...

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“ Snowed In !” by Bob Long Jr

Submitted to Contest #211

"Well, its best I get off to bed". "Me too, I am absolutely bushed". Aunt Jean and her sister, Alice, were ages 50 and 52, respectively, and though capable of holding their own in an extended conversation, were exhausted and simply unable to carry on into, as Sinatra would croon, the wee small hours of the morning. The logs that had been comfortably burning in the stone fireplace had been diminished to just a few deep red embers. The freshly pressed apple cider warming in the crockpot with cinnamon sticks was just about gone.  It h...

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“Bruce and Missy Find True Love” by Bob Long Jr

Submitted to Contest #210

Bruce had never truly been in love best he could tell. And to be honest, he wasn't exactly sure he was now. But this time felt different .. foreign to him, if you will. Sure, there were others who he found captivating, perhaps even breathtaking. This feeling though, was different. Really different. Just observing her walk down the street with that beautiful mane of coal black hair gently blowing in the breeze was enough to make any guy's fragile heart skip a beat. Well heck, even a dog's tail would wag back and forth at such a sight. An...

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