Christine Roddie

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2024

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8 Stories

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“Are You Going or Staying?” by Christine Roddie

Submitted to Contest #291

“Why are you running away from me?”“I’m not running from, I’m running to!”“What?”“I’m not leaving, Mom, I’m moving TO!”“What do you mean, where is TO?”“To my life. You know, the life you wanted for me? The reason you made sure I am healthy and educated?Why did you spend money on my education and training, not to mention Dad buying flight lessons for me so I could fly his plane?Why did you insist I go to college?What did you think I would do after college, or obtaining a pilot’s license?Stay home with you?Dad is out in the world, but I should...

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“The Friends Only List” by Christine Roddie

Submitted to Contest #290

  Upon opening the door, Katherine saw a tall slender balding man and a tall well-endowed teenager standing in front of him. Leon was Katherine’s date for the afternoon and had asked to bring his teenage daughter, Jasmine, with him. It was the first date of Leon and Katherine. They had texted and spoken on the phone for the past six months but had not yet seen each other, not even on video chats.They emailed photographs of each other’s family, of course, but agreed to not do videos or facetiming. They agreed to this arrangement when the...

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“Not Who I Thought You Were” by Christine Roddie

Submitted to Contest #289

“Kanoe? Are you ready? Got your costume?”“Yeah. Just a minute.”“We have to go. Your kumu just called and wants to know where you are.”“Okay. I'm ready., and thanks for calling her a kumu instead of a teacher."As usual, she looked gorgeous. I was proud of my Hawaiian daughter.We made it to the show in time. I walked her to the tent dressing room which was at the park where her halau was performing. The other girls were inside inspecting each other’s costumes and applying their makeup. I didn’t go in so as not to bother them. They were teenage...

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“Stormy Weather” by Christine Roddie

Submitted to Contest #288

The wind tore through the cottonwood trees on the other side of our back fence sounding like an airplane flying low over the house or a train passing in the distance. The trees are about twelve feet from the fence near a shallow canal going past our property that is used for runoff water from the larger canal located a few blocks away near some small farms. We don’t own the tributary canal that carries the runoff from the larger county owned canal, but we do own the land six feet past our back fence. It is an easement controlled by the Tahoe...

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“Addicted to Tea” by Christine Roddie

Submitted to Contest #287

She was standing at the front door. “How did you get here?” “I walked from downtown.” “All that way barefoot?” “Yes, it wasn’t that bad.” Mary began to shake so I sat her down on the small couch next to the front door. She looked straight ahead at the floor in front of her and that’s when I noticed how emaciated she was. She leaned forward and started talking in between sucking in her breath and laughing to herself. I noticed how her teeth seemed larger than the last time I saw her, and she quite frankly looked homeless. The Mary who was si...

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“Ashes To Go” by Christine Roddie

Submitted to Contest #286

I remembered falling over the cliff. My feet were scrambling,and my ankles were rolling. I put out my hands to stop the fall I knew was coming and went over the edge. So much blood. I could feel it. Taste it. Looking into rounded small stones, not pebbles but bigger - but not rocks.I heard someone yelling, â€śOh my God! Call 911.”What am I running from?Then I slipped into darkness.After waking up in a hospital bed with the smell of clean sheets and antiseptic all around I op...

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“The Kitchen Phone” by Christine Roddie

Submitted to Contest #285

The wall phone in the kitchen rang. I lifted the receiver and heard crackling. At the same time, I looked out the window and noticed a phone company van outside my house. I also saw five men walking around the neighborhood wearing phone company vests. Then I saw cables lying on the sidewalk.I could barely make out a weak shaky voice saying, “I love you.” I whispered, “Dad?” I’m not sure why I whispered. I guess I was startled to hear his voice because he passed away three years ago. The phone crackled some more and suddenly went dead.I ran o...

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“The Magical Bottle of Wine” by Christine Roddie

Submitted to Contest #269

She took her hair down and looked at herself in the mirror. Nobody needs this much hair at my age. My friends have short bobs, but I don’t like that style or medium length hair – both styles look part way done to me. I think hair should only be short or long. I’m calling Lupe today to cut my hair short and sell my ponytail to her hair organization.The decision was made. It was easier than Charlotte thought it would be. She came home from Pro Hair a new woman. She put on a baseball cap and puffed up the top so Dale wouldn’t notice her short h...

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