Connie Grote

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2020

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“Rendezvous at the Road-Side Diner ” by Connie Grote

Submitted to Contest #110

“I just can’t go.” Jennifer is suddenly panicked, trembling. Anxiety consumes her. It doesn’t feel safe or make sense for her to keep the date when signs point to danger. Michael asked her out a week ago when she met him at a singles event. He seemed nice, was darkly handsome with coal-black eyes, and a head of thick wavy black hair, well dressed and extremely polite. It seemed like a good idea to meet at a road-side diner just outside town. Now, she doubts her spur of the moment decision. She recalls too many stories from friends about...

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“The Anticipated Dream Job” by Connie Grote

Submitted to Contest #109

Kathleen lands the ideal dream job she has always sought. As administrative assistant to the CEO in a government manufacturing facility, she has her own secretary outside a private office. She alone assists the CEO. Her expense account covers traveling around the world on his behalf every month and answering only to him. Her salary affords her the ability to buy top designer clothes, eat at the best restaurants and live in an ultra-modern penthouse apartment with a rooftop garden and patio. But, during a business trip to Spain, she att...

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“Soul Dance” by Connie Grote

     Connie Grote 2805   words 1502 S. Owens St # 106 Lakewood, CO 80232 303-358-0580 email: connie_grote2@msn.com SOUL DANCE By KANI            Streaks of melting rubber ribboned the Wyoming highway as a rusty truck jolted to a standstill on the edge of the road. Under a tar-black mop of disheveled hair, intense dark eyes sparkled from a weather-beaten brown face hanging out the window. “Need a lift amigo?” The voice was ric...

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“Those Were The Days!” by Connie Grote

The silence is cut with a sharp phone ring. Dad's on the line from Indiana. We exchange our usual pleasantries regarding the weather, but his words are spoken casually. A vague uneasiness filters into my mind, “too casual,” I think.             And then, words I don't want to hear creep into my consciousness. "The spot on my lungs is much larger than it was three years ago; it's spread to my other organs."            "Three year...

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