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Drew Andrews

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2021

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The Adventures of Huckle Bearer Twin.

Drew Andrews

The backwoods blackwater ways, of BlueBear and ShadowCrow River from Mayson County to the Gulf of Mexico, ran in the mud-clogged veins of the Twin family for as long as they have been cutting the soil of the land named after Lord Mayson Twin. Their roots were deeply rested, like the Cypress Groves that line the canals, in the historical clay. The origins of both worlds owes to the other. Marcus' Great-Grandpa's Great-grandfather, who named the rivers after his first and second wife, was the first to travel towards the ocean by passageways. N...

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Autism Speaks

Drew Andrews

Submitted to Contest #97

CW: sexual content In the middle of the night. A little boy looks out the airport window at the falling snowflakes, parachuting down at a steady pace, which adds to the illusion of a white Christmas; just around the corner, less than 76 hours out, within reach. He watches fast approaching headlights grow brighter before a four vehicle convoy stops on the taxiway. In less than fifteen minutes the locomotives disappear, scrambling in all four directions, unaware of by most. Some might have turned a blind eye. In those brief moments the child w...

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A Murder in Monument Valley.

Drew Andrews

Submitted to Contest #97

It was the of middle of early fall. Jayson set at his desk, back against the corner window that provided a view of his beloved city like no other to the east, filling out paperwork for his bosses. The role of middle mangerment; but it was better than the others: the ones he looked down at from his high untouchable tower. Untouchable... So he thought.There was something different about the unexpected knock on the window.He would get up to watch the flocks of birds, navigate through the structures--- the "monument valley" as he referred to it ...

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The Lonely Doll House.

Drew Andrews

Submitted to Contest #96

Once upon a time there was a girl who stayed with her aunt Kylie every Christmas break . She had to stay in the guess room. One night while readying for bed she heard a creep. Maybe it was just her impressive imagination getting the best of her; more so because of the weather, room, and novel that she had been reading.The next morning she smelt breakfast, bacon and waffles which happens to be her favorite thing about food, so she tried to open the door to go down stairs to the kitchen. But, to her findings the door was locked. Was that what ...

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Carolina Moon.

Drew Andrews

Submitted to Contest #96

There are roughly seven-point-something billion people in the world today. All fiting into one of two categories friends-of or foes-to.I fully recall,correctly, the night I met her. It was the first Sunday of the month, rain was stealing the air, too late and way too cold for anyone to be out. The sky had been as dark as the coffee I had been drinking. It was the night the lights went out in Georgia and the sheriff had blood stains on off-duty hands. Looking at her right, then and there, she had no hand out to flag down any of the numer...

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Breacher Up.

Drew Andrews

Submitted to Contest #95

Under the safety of cover James stood there on one knee staring out into the darkness just outside the halo of the flashlight's glow. Something was out there and he was determined to figure out what.To his front left was the door to which the triggerman who killed Sgt Williams ran into. To the right: the building that was believed to be a weapons cache, the building that housed the enemy, the place where they have been talking fire out of for the night. Shots from AK-47s, RPGs, and M60s had pined them down until the improvised explosive devi...

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Addressed to Kate

Drew Andrews

To forget about it or live forever with .....She purchased the land for dirt cheap, what should have costed her just over an hundred-thousand dollars she got for sixty-thousand, not too many people willingly want to live near a cemetery. Her ten acres of Clayton county over looks Hawkoak Cemetery butting up next to the plots reserved for the Clayton family tree.It was a rainy Sunday morning as she stood on the porch blowing waves across her coffee. No one has ever been out to the place to landscape or visit with loved ones in over 80 years. ...

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