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Henry Alexander

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2020

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The Announcer’s Wife: Caught Cheating at the Cowboys Game

Henry Alexander

Submitted to Contest #321

Mike: And it’s third down, Dallas is about to snap the ball.Doug: Listen to this crowd, they are trying to will their Cowboys to victory.Mike: The ball is snapped, Prescott rolls out right, tosses over the middle, and it’s caught! First down, Dallas!Producer: Camera four, let's cut to some fan shots.Mike: Timeout Dallas with 2:45 to go in the third quarter. We’ll be right back, folks—Doug: WAIT, Laura?!Mike: I know we spend a lot of time together, but I’m not your wife…Doug: No! That’s Laura! Kissing a guy in a cowboy hat!Mike: A cowboy hat ...

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Pity Party Tales: The $50,000 Wager

Henry Alexander

Submitted to Contest #315

I had been sitting in the tiny coffee shop for hours, nervously sipping decaf while watching the door.“Anything else I can get for you, dear?” asked the shop’s owner, an elderly woman in a yellow smock with oversized glasses.“I’m fine,” I replied.She nodded and returned to her solitary duties behind the counter. It was only the two of us in the shop, and it had been that way for some time. I was starting to worry that Ian had been wrong—or worse, that he was screwing with me.Then, the doors burst open, and my senses were overwhelmed: I heard...

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How My Mind Melted

Henry Alexander

Submitted to Contest #314

Heatwave: Day Zero “Hey, Camp Counselor Dustin,” Jordy waved at me, sporting that way-too-wide smile.He pulled his golf cart beside me, disrupting—and therefore ruining—my half-hour break.“Hi, Jordy,” I said back with a lazy, please-leave-me-alone wave.He didn’t leave me alone.“Big heatwave coming tomorrow,” he said.If there’s anything I can’t stand more than being bothered by my boss while I’m on break, it’s having to engage in small talk with that same boss. Sadly, I lacked the gumption to tell him to screw off.“Yeah, heard it’s going to g...

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Did I Get an A?

Henry Alexander

Submitted to Contest #307

“Mr. Lang, a word,” Principal Russo said, wagging a chubby, come-hither finger at me from his office doorway.I sighed, adjusting my tie—a soft purple silk number splattered with little green question marks.Russo’s eyes flicked briefly toward the Riddler-inspired tie before grumpily meeting my gaze.A wry smile found its way to my face. Russo hated my outfits, but I had tenure, so there was nothing he could do about it.Still, he made little effort to hide his disdain for anything outside the old-fashioned. With his neatly pressed collared shir...

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The Mystery of the Onion Dome

Henry Alexander

Submitted to Contest #305

At the intersection, I could go right and head home — but turning left would take me… to the Onion Dome. The strange facility had opened a few months earlier, and I’d been tempted to visit it ever since. What the heck. I had nothing to do tonight—might as well see what the damn place is about.As I began the half-mile walk, I noticed my breathing growing heavier and my heart pounding against my chest like an eagle trapped in a little bird’s cage.Eventually, I realized I was jogging. Combined with the eighty-degree heat, that was a simple enou...

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The Bagel Fiasco

Henry Alexander

Submitted to Contest #278

"Jordan, what do you think you're doing?"  Shoot. Randy the Rat, office snitch, has caught me red-handed stealing a bagel from the company kitchen. His skeevy lips twitch into a grin, knowing I'll be canned when he tells the boss. Just like that, the last five years of my life will disappear in a cloud of meaningless smoke. All because I wanted a bagel for tomorrow’s breakfast.  "Randy, be reasonable—" But the rat scurries off before I can finish. Shoot. Alone in the white-walled kitchen, wedged between the boxy microwave and th...

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Trope's Quest for the Cube of Creation

Henry Alexander

Submitted to Contest #269

Trope smirked at the bronze statue; it had the body of a donkey and the head of a weasel.  “I have the answer to your riddle!” Trope declared.  “Bull-noggins!” A deep voice replied. “No human person has ever outwitted me!”  Trope put his hands on his hips, posing like a hero of old, then said, “Well, you have met your match! The answer is love.”  A deep grumble emitted from the statue, shaking the mountain. “That is correct. You may enter…”  With that, the statue swung forward like a door, revealing an opening in th...

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The Origin of Mr.Riddles: The World’s Greatest Thief.

Henry Alexander

Submitted to Contest #263

The Origin of Mr.Riddles:  The World’s Greatest Thief.  I am Ian Query, better known as Mr. Riddles. When I was eighteen years old, I was struck in the head by a bolt of lightning, and my mind was split into two parts: The Wanting and the Question.  The Wanting was a kleptomaniac, it appeared on my shoulder as a green fox with a bushy tail and beady eyes, urging me to steal anything and everything. The Wanting gifted me power, "Look at anything, then picture any place and it will be taken there!” It was incredible! I could t...

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The Scandalous Expulsion of Jason Palmer

Henry Alexander

Submitted to Contest #260

The Scandalous Expulsion of Jason Palmer Disciplinary Meeting for Jason Palmer with Principle Rebecca Reynolds.  Reynolds: Good morning, Jason.  Jason: Why am I here?!  Reynolds: There's no need to be rude.  Jason: Why don't you talk to Jenna? This is all her fault!  Reynolds: Jenna is in the hospital ...  Jason: Serves her right.  Reynolds: That's a terrible thing to say!  Jason: Whatever. Reynolds: All of this because of the embarrassment paper?  Jason: Yes...  Reynolds: Well, before I m...

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The Turnstile at the End of the Hall

Henry Alexander

Submitted to Contest #225

I awoke in a hall of mirrors with the strange sensation that I'd been asleep for a long time. Moreover, I had no idea where I was, or how I'd gotten there. My head felt like a snow globe filled with dust. Conversely, the mirrors that surrounded me were so clear, that they could have been carved from slabs of crystal. Even the floors were made of brilliant glass that reflected off a glimmering mirrored ceiling.  I got the sense that this was the first of many chambers. It was shaped like the inside of an igloo, leading to an archway, th...

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The Champion: Season Five. The First Elimination.

Henry Alexander

Submitted to Contest #207

The Champion:  Season Five. The First Elimination.  "Cut!"  We have just finished filming our four contestants arriving at the beach, for The Champion: Season Five. It's a picturesque day in the Marshall Islands. The sky is baby-blue, and the Pacific Ocean is so clear that we can film fish that are 100 feet deep. The camera crew has already snagged some amazing B-roll footage, including, a family of hammer-head sharks, a school of cotton candy colored fish, and an emerald sea snake. As one of the four writers, I'm not perm...

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Kyle Riley and The Secret of the Golden Bracelet

Henry Alexander

Submitted to Contest #192

Kyle Riley and  The Secret of the Golden Bracelet  Kyle Riley wasn't surprised when mean-old Mr.Grant returned his history test with an ugly red F circled obnoxiously on the page. Kyle had studied his butt off for the test. He'd memorized the names of each Roman Emperor and the period that they ruled. Of course, Kyle had forgotten that only a quarter of the exam would be on Rome. He hadn't studied the Ancient Greeks or Phoenicians at all. Failure was nothing new to Kyle. After all, he had worse luck than anyone he knew. Misfort...

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The Ice Man's Revenge

Henry Alexander

Submitted to Contest #190

The Ice Man's Revenge  Betty's lip quivered and her shoulders sagged, "you're breaking up with me?" John could sense the tears. Why must there always be waterworks? He could also sense the prying eyes of the nosy cafe customers and staff alike. John spotted a chubby bearded man craning his neck, greedily eavesdropping while he slurped an iced coffee.  John clears his throat and simply says, "yes."  Water streams down her face so powerfully that John thought she must have a sprinkler behind her eyes. He couldn...

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The Vanishing Six

Henry Alexander

Submitted to Contest #186

The Vanishing Six The man pulled the shivering woman closer to his body. All around them, large drops of water thudded obnoxiously against the hard ground. The man grunted, he was uncomfortable, and unsure if he would make it through the night. The woman coughed violently against his bare chest, spewing a sticky discharge across his body. All he could do was hold her tighter, but he knew that she was dying.  Darkness would be falling soon, meaning the cold would get worse. A sharp cracking sound, like a branch splitting in two, alarme...

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The Prediction

Henry Alexander

Submitted to Contest #174

AND THE METS WIN THE WORLD SERIES!  I swear the bar is shaking, beer is triumphantly bouncing from bottles, and most of it lands on the ground. Pandemonium is unfolding around me but I'm frozen in something more curious than the long-awaited title. As a 35-year-old, lifelong Mets fan, I often imagined the bliss that would wash over me, bringing with it a tidal wave of euphoria, yet, I could only think of an old college friend, Jordan Katz.  I know how strange that sounds, and trust me it's only going to get weirder. See, Jordan...

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