Dallas Spires

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2019

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4 Stories

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“The Man in the Photo” by Dallas Spires

Submitted to Contest #120

“Oh, and this right here!” Kevin peeled back the plastic sheet covering the page of photos and draped it over the edge of the photo album, letting it hang towards the floor. His fingers worked carefully at the edge of the picture in an effort to pull it free from the adhesive holding it in place. “It’s okay,” his fiancée laughed. “I can see it fine from here.” She put a kind hand ...

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“Wraith” by Dallas Spires

Submitted to Contest #118

He pulled his coat close and raised the collar as the crisp autumn air grew colder, whipping around him fiercely and threatening to carry him away like the leaves barely hanging on to the limbs overhead. The beautiful fiery oranges, reds, and yellows waved in the growing wind, fanning like flames. The warm amber light of the setting sun, instead of igniting the brilliant foliage in an array of blazing tones, turned dull ...

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“Late” by Dallas Spires

Submitted to Contest #47

When you enter the church, everyone is already seated. You pause to steady yourself, checking to make sure your suit fits fine. You don’t want to look rushed and disheveled as you make your grand entrance. They will all see you coming in late, so you have to look your best. You adjust your tie, roll your shoulders, stretch your neck, and straighten your back. Confident, you make your way down the center aisle, walking be...

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“The Second-Chance Coat” by Dallas Spires

Submitted to Contest #18

Winter set in early. As the sun fell below the horizon and the temperature dipped with it, an icy wind whipped around the corners of the old brick buildings downtown. Passers-by huddled in their coats on the way to their destinations in the coming night. Well, all save for one, it seemed. Caught off guard by the sudden chill in the air, Billy Fletcher stood in front of the brightly lit window of a shop he’d never noticed before, and he’d walked this block to and fro every day for years, coming and going, heading into work and then...

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Author bio

Writer of dark tales, purveyor of the unsettling. Buy me a coffee: https://ko-fi.com/dallasspires Follow my blog: https://sdspires.wordpress.com Become a Patron for exclusive content and stories: https://www.patreon.com/dallasspires