Clare Horwood

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2023

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“The Lady in the red dress” by Clare Horwood

Submitted to Contest #250

A young girl in a white dress with a black paper doll pattern on it looked down from the branch of an oak tree. She was sitting very carefully on the branch as she didn’t want to get her dress dirty. Mummy would be cross and besides she didn’t want to alert anyone to her presence up in the tree. Down below her mother’s cocktail party was taking place. She knew she was supposed to be in bed  but she wasn’t tired and she was mesmerised by the lady in the red dress.This lady was her aunt. She was beautiful, extremely stylish and superbly e...

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“On the Bridge” by Clare Horwood

Submitted to Contest #249

I felt my mobile ping in the pocket of my new pink winter coat which I had purchased specially for this trip to London. Leaving my long-suffering husband behind in Australia, I had made this trip to spend time with my brother, cousins and long-time friends from boarding school days. It was a way of celebrating 70 years of life on this planet with my English family. Also because of Covid I hadn’t seen any of them for about 4 years. Looking at the phone I saw it was a text from the man himself. A long text too. I opene...

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“Feeding to Music” by Clare Horwood

Submitted to Contest #191

                     FEEDING TO MUSIC It was April 1987. Tokyo. The constant traffic noises were always there outside her hospital window. From it she could see the Sakura tree in full blossom. To her non-Japanese eyes this was such a special sight and she never tired of looking at it. Emily had been living in Tokyo for eighteen months. Her husband had been transferred there with the international company, IBM, from downtown Sydney to...

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“Cycle to revenge” by Clare Horwood

Submitted to Contest #190

                    CYCLE TO REVENGE It was morning in the Adelaide Hills on a crisp clear autumn day. The fire season was over and the trees in the Hills were starting to show their autumn colours. It was the time of year that Mark liked most. He wheeled his bicycle out of the shed and started off on the forty-minute cycle ride to the gym where he worked as a fitness instructor. The feeling of the wind behind him propelling him down the hil...

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“My Father's Shoes” by Clare Horwood

Submitted to Contest #189

MY FATHER'S SHOES It was so terribly cold. Snow was falling, and it was almost dark. Bethany pulled her coat closer around her and looked up at the street lights which gave a comforting glow of hope on this cold cheerless night. As she walked along the snow covered pavement she suddenly saw a cat washing itself in the gutter. She stopped to admire the precise movements of the cat as it washed itself. She had always been fascinated by the toilette of a cat. She loved the way they licked their paws and then carefully wiped all over their fac...

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