Heather Laaman

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2020

Stories (5)

5 Stories

148 karma pts

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“Serenity Prayer” by Heather Laaman

Submitted to Contest #43

If Joshua Ives knew the word serene, he would use it to describe his childhood, but Joshua and his brother Noah didn’t know any fancy words like that. When their father, Branson announced that he would not be sending any of his sons to that Sissy School, he took on their education himself. They would have sporadic lessons in between Branson’s trips to the woods for his business.Branson used to have a job, but he gave it up because he was a real man, and wasn’t going to become a wage slave to the American government. So now he conducted his b...

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“The Gloaming” by Heather Laaman

Submitted to Contest #42

Have you never heard of life before The Gloaming? The old man took a seat on the pile of skins and got the dreamy look in his eyes that signaled a coming story. The boy pretended to concentrate on his whittling while he listened.It was in the old days, even before I was the dream of my father. You know when you hold a piece of the Doluxorum right up to your eye? That’s how bright it used to be. Someone could be maybe fifty feet away and you could tell who they were. Day was so bright, and even night held a soft hope that the darkness was not...

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“Cat Intervention” by Heather Laaman

Submitted to Contest #41

When she left the house that morning, the cat was sitting on the hood of her car like it owned the place. She vaguely remembered seeing him last night as she stumbled in. At the time, Mary assumed it was her roommate’s cat, but now she remembered that her roommate’s cat had died a few months ago. She was glad she hadn’t remembered that last night, because she had just reached the level of inebriation where she began to believe in ghosts. A ghost cat would have made her unable to get the sleep she needed to confront Chad.Chad. What a dumb nam...

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“The Dead Tree” by Heather Laaman

⭐️ Shortlisted for Contest #40

I decided it was time to visit Laura when I saw the dead tree. I was hiking with Ryan, and didn’t initially see it, hunched in the shadow of the living one. When we got closer, I noticed how the roots of the two trees were tangled together in such a way that one tree was forced out of the ground by the growth of the other. Ryan turned back to see me standing in the center of the trail. “Are you looking at those trees?” he asked. “Pretty crazy.” I didn’t trust my voice enough to respond. The next day I filled out all the paperwork to visit La...

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“Our Time of Life” by Heather Laaman

⭐️ Shortlisted for Contest #38

“That woman better not start with me,” Maureen grumbled as she made her way onto her balcony, glass in hand. Today was her seventy-third birthday, and she was going to celebrate with an Old fashioned. She anticipated some sniffs of disapproval from her neighbor’s balcony, but baiting Peggy was part of the fun. A week ago Maureen had had a beer with her lunch at her little patio table and Peggy had asked if it wasn’t a little early for that sort of thing. She had looked so far down her nose, Maureen wondered if ...

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Writer in Progress

Shortlisted 2 stories ⭐️

Contest #40

The Dead Tree – read story

Contest #38

Our Time of Life – read story