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Chris Redd

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2021

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Sakura

Chris Redd

Submitted to Contest #191

Cherry BlossomJust on the edge of the city, there is Sanji, a quaint little flower shop. The shopkeeper there is a quiet little soul with a bundt hairstyle who’s also a virtuoso with flowers. Kenzo Takahashi stood cluelessly in front of a sea of bouquets, as the shopkeeper relentlessly buzzed around him, primping each arrangement. They played hide and seek with each other for about fifteen minutes. Dissatisfied, Kenzo just shook and scratched his head. “I see you like my hydrangeas.” said the shopkeeper. “They’re very nice.” “What’s the occa...

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The lazy hound.

Chris Redd

“Speak now”The lazy dog lay sprawled out on the side of the road each morning waiting for the quick brown fox. At sunrise, the hound’s slow eye scrolled the landscape for the first sign of the quick fox. “There’s no fox,” thought the dog. “Just a few more hours of sleep.”The quick fox waited in the hedges near where the lazy dog, who hardly ever moved, was. “He’ll never find me,” said the fox to himself. “I’ll scurry past as I always do.” The lazy dog’s maw opened widely letting out a yawn. In a few hours, his master would bring him a large ...

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That cat!

Chris Redd

The lazy cat eyed the lasagna. It had been licking its lips for the past hour as the smell of melted cheddar had wafted through the kitchen. “My dinner.” I said, as I carefully lifted the dish from the oven, “but of course I will give you some.”The phone rang, and I shoved it into the crook of my neck cradling my ear.“Yes, I am making dinner, Addison,” I said pulling the oven mitts away from the cookware as I set it on the stove. “What kind of cheese?”“Cheddar.”“How much cheddar?”“As much cheddar as I could possibly cram...

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Tick Tock

Chris Redd

"four score and seven years ago. Our forefathers brought forth on this continent... four score and seven years ago. Our forefathers brought forth on this continent... four score and seven years ago. Our forefathers brought forth on this continent... four score and seven years ago. Our forefathers brought forth on this continent... four score and seven years ago. Our forefathers brought forth on this continent... four score and seven years ago. Our forefathers brought forth on this continent... four score and seven years ago. Our forefathers ...

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Redacted

Chris Redd

"I'm going to need that back, Brent."" I develop a lot of "You know I can't do that."Four score and seven years ago. Our forefathers brought forth on this continent... four score and seven years ago. Our forefathers brought forth on this continent... four score and seven years ago. Our forefathers brought forth on this continent... four score and seven years ago. Our forefathers brought forth on this continent... four score and seven years ago. Our forefathers brought forth on this continent... four score and seven years ago. Our forefathers...

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Platonic

Chris Redd

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Wednesday's Baby

Chris Redd

"So what happened?""I tossed it back to him.""Let me get this straight. You get a home run, from Babe Ruth, and you'se just toss it back to him?""Yeah, why?""She ain't covering no more of the world series.""Sit."

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Cane's Algorithm

Chris Redd

“It’s a fine machine. Named it yet?”“I call HIM the artificial biomechanical learning entity. A.B.L.E for short”“What does ABLE do?” Slater asked.“Whatever I want,” Able responded, in Kane’s voice. Kane buried the remote in his pocket."That’s a nifty trick. You gave it your voice.”"I had to do something." “Come on Slate, it’s me we’re talking about here,” Kane said. “Well, when you’re done goofing around with your little pet projects, the board of directors is paying you for a little something else.”“Have I ever let you down?”“It’s...

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The Peacemaker

Chris Redd

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Transcendent

Chris Redd

"It’s different," Melody said, rotating the crisp manila envelope over on its back.Gramps wasn't amused.“Well, aren't you going to open it?""What is it?" Melody asked, peeling back the lip and peeking inside.“I guess I could use a good placemat.” Melody chuckled.“It’s special. They don’t make ‘em like they used to anymore." “That’s the problem with kids these days, never have good taste,." Grandps muttered as he got back in the truck."What's special about it?"“I guess you’ll have to listen to it to find out.” he said, with his usual straight...

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The Rift

Chris Redd

What started it, doesn’t matter. What matters is that it happened five years ago, to the exact day. "I"Not today you’re not. A hushed sigh in the meeting. “Are“And you missed an apostrophe.” “Seriously? I can’t believe we’re fighting over this.”

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I am Sabastian Rhodes

Chris Redd

Submitted to Contest #141

At 1 am, you’re your biggest critic, everyone else is normally asleep. The night air is balmy, thick with the scent of fresh rain. Neon lights, along deserted streets, are cathartic as I venture to a little donut shop named Earls, which is the only place open. It’s nostalgia; food for my soul. Earl’s atmosphere is a mixture of a thousand pounds of grease and sugar and lots of it. You only live once. Please don’t tell my cardiologist. Earl is standing over a bubbling pot of oil with a dingy rag thrown over his shoulder, meticulousl...

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