Heather C

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2021

Stories (6)

6 Stories

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“Marauders Are Among Us ” by Heather C

*Warning: Language and Mental Health TriggersMartin Hall flicked a cigarette butt to the pavement, crushing it mercilessly under the toe of his worn out converse sneaker. He hated babysitting. His mother, Andrea Hall, worked two jobs and domestic responsibility fell heavy on Martin…laundry, cleaning, meals and every other household chore a teenage boy despised. Today, these tasks included playing pirate with is 10 year old brother. “Let me have one,” whined Danny. Martin pulled a Marlboro from his ...

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“Father Timothy Finley” by Heather C

Father Timothy Finley was a small man with unremarkable features set behind a pair of wire rimmed glasses. Slight of build and shy in manner, he spoke in a hesitant, cautious way with a lilting Irish brogue and a timorous lisp. Everyone at Saint Anne’s Parish thought he was a homosexual.Originally from Dublin, Ireland the young priest had taken his vows and promptly joined the Society of African Missions (SMA). He had travelled extensively, completing charitable works in multiple African nations before landing his c...

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“Hello Girl ” by Heather C

God Ethel, you’re shameless!” exclaimed Julia as she sat on the bed and slipped her long elegant legs into a pair of silk stockings. Grinning, I picked up a magazine on the night stand. Julia always feigned shock but I knew she loved hearing the bits of gossip I dripped into her lap. I casually flipped through the glossy pages as she finished getting dressed.“I’m not doing any harm,” I replied, looking up to watch her step into a flouncy emerald green dress. “Besides, I only tell y...

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“For Sale ” by Heather C

“She won’t leave!” David inhaled fiercely on the last of his cigarette and plunged the stub into the top of a half-eaten croissant. A young couple seated nearby gave him a wary look and began to gather their belongings. David pulled up his collar against the chill as paper napkins fluttered across the café’s outdoor courtyard. He leaned across the table and fixed his eyes on Kate. “Help me!” he pleaded. I’ve got to get out of there!”Kate glanced at the smoking pastr...

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“The River Bed ” by Heather C

Bartending was not a job Harold Ferguson liked to undertake on a regular basis; after all, accountants were meant to prepare spreadsheets, not cocktails. Publicans should be worldly and sociable, but Harold failed to harbor these necessary traits. Talking to people made Harold sweat and talking to people he didn’t know made him stutter.On occasion, Harold agreed to this loathsome task as a favor to his employer and longtime friend, William Abbott. Mr. Abbott was the owner and proprietor of The River Bed Inn and Tavern an...

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“Marion's Secret Drawer” by Heather C

Marion sat on the edge of her freshly made bed. Spring cleaning was a tiresome job and she was happy to rest for a moment and survey her handiwork. The carpet was vacuumed, the curtains pressed and her pillows fluffed to perfection. Even the statue of Virgin Mary looked pleased, sitting serenely on the dusted nightstand next to a carefully placed box of Kleenex. Marion was not a woman of excess, although...

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Author bio

A New England native, Heather Chrzanowski currently resides in Massachusetts with her husband and golden retriever. Her diet consists of dark chocolate, classic horror stories, old movies and mystery novels. Nature is her biggest inspiration; a foggy morning or a "dark and stormy night" are the best advocates for putting pen to paper. She grew up with a book in her hand and will never give up searching for the door in the back of the wardrobe.