Catherine Hammond

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2021

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Ms. Mary and the Day of Surprises” by Catherine Hammond

Submitted to Contest #160

There was nothing greater than the sound of a whistle from a kettle to start the day. It was the first sound that Ms. Mary would wake up to every morning, along with her husband humming a song quietly downstairs. Ms. Marry was a simple woman both in spirit and fashion. She would wear the same color clothing every day and would follow the same daily routine. Today would be no exception. She went down to the kitchen where she made her cup of chai tea with two sugars. Then Ms. Mary thanked her husband for preparing the hot water before leaving ...

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“Not All It Seems ” by Catherine Hammond

Submitted to Contest #88

It's a dark night in the middle of January. Chilly, with a slight breeze. The moon is dim, a waning crescent, and the stars are bright like fireflies on a summer night. My eyes follow my feet, left...right...left...right...left...right as I walk down the glowing cement pathway to my destination. Left...right...left...right...left...right...stop. My destination, an ordinary place, is a small urban town. We like to be blind to the world around us. I walk up the wooden steps and shake the snow off my leather boots. We'd like to think ou...

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“The Beginnings of June” by Catherine Hammond

Submitted to Contest #88

It was early morning when June walked into the quiet cafe a few streets down from the apartment complex. She ordered a 16oz cup of chai and found a small table by the shop window to sit at. People watching. It was her favorite pastime in this small town of Oakwood Hills. June watched as a woman standing at the register in a purple coat with a tan scarf tied around her neck. A slight breeze entered the front door, shifting the scarf away from the bruises that were around her neck. June stared down into her tea as if she had just witnessed a s...

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“Red Rose Petals” by Catherine Hammond

Submitted to Contest #81

There’s an obnoxious ring echoing through the hall followed by an angry pounding on the door. I can hear my mother crying in the other room as I continue to draw my picture of the sun. The sun is bright and warm unlike the dark rain clouds making noise outside. The pounding finally stops, and mother does too. I watch as she tiptoes towards the front door and cautiously peers out the front window. She notices me watching so I turn and look away. I hear her bare feet walk across the creaky floorboards and into the living room where I am drawin...

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