Howard Seeley

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2020

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“Gee Einstein, Stay Awake” by Howard Seeley

Submitted to Contest #138

Gilbert Einstein awoke to the smell of breakfast simmering in the kitchen. His stomach growled with hunger, but he didn’t go downstairs immediately. I’m forgetting something, he thought. But as much as he tried, Gilbert couldn’t recall what it was, so he jumped out of bed, got dressed and made a mad dash downstairs. “Good morning, Mom,” he cried out. “What’s cooking?” “Eggs and bacon, Gilbert, or should I call you Gee?” Since the first day of school, Gilbert had been called Gee Einstein by everyone in his class, including his teacher, and no...

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“Gee Einstein” by Howard Seeley

Submitted to Contest #137

Strange, how bearing such a famous name can bring such hardship in one’s life. Take Gilbert, for instance. He was just an ordinary child, like you or me, but what made him special was his last name, Einstein. Since Gilbert could remember, his mother and father told him stories about how brilliant Albert Einstein was and how he was like him. Though he wasn’t related to the great Einstein, Gilbert was fascinated by him, and called him Uncle Albert. Day after day, he would corner his mother or father and ask as many scientific questions a chil...

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“Last Valentine's Day Part Three” by Howard Seeley

Submitted to Contest #136

The case was closed. The District Attorney had charged Nick Amberly with the murder of Kathy Lockhart, and he was ready to go to trial. As far as everyone was concerned, it was over. Detective McClay knew he should be working on another case, but he wasn’t. Though all the evidence pointed towards Nick when McClay arrested him, now his sixth sense was ringing like an alarm bell. Something’s missing, he thought. No doubt he drove her out there, but there’s no sign of a struggle. Why didn’t she put up a fight? Her case file seemed to have a pe...

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“Last Valentine's Day Part Two” by Howard Seeley

Submitted to Contest #135

Two weeks have passed, since Jack murdered Kathy, and to drown out this memory, he was drinking himself into oblivion. “Pour me another one, Moe. I’m celebrating.” It was a lie, but Jack was the only one who knew this. Paranoia had a way of eating at you, and Jack was no exception. Though everyone was convinced Kathy drove off with a secret lover, Jack was constantly looking behind his back. What if someone discovered the body? At the time he committed the crime, he felt confident all his bases were covered. No motive, no body, and no witne...

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“The Last Day on Mars” by Howard Seeley

Submitted to Contest #134

Attention:Martian language and measurements have been translated to English and Imperial System of Units, for earthly comprehension purposes.Androse watched helplessly, as the asteroid barreled towards Mars. “Isn’t there anything we can do?” he asked.Mandera wrapped is two left arms around his son and sadly replied, “We’ve done all we could. The rest is left to God.”A tear ran down Androse’s face, as his voice cracked, “I don’t want to die.”The urge for Mandera to hold his son until the end was tempting, but there was still work to do. ...

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“Last Valentine's Day Part One” by Howard Seeley

Submitted to Contest #133

Kathy’s heart jumped for joy when she read the text from Jack. “Happy Valentine’s Day, my love. I have something special planned for us tonight. I’m sending an Uber to pick you up at the house by 6:00 P.M Don’t be late.” When it came to mysteries and surprises, Kathy has always been a sucker. So, when she glanced at her watch, she was disappointed at what it read. Eight hours! Eight hours I must wait to see what Jack has planned. Anticipation overwhelmed her, and she began tapping her fingers on her desk. Should I call him? Should I ask what...

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“The Stoning” by Howard Seeley

Submitted to Contest #132

“Are you there, God? It’s me. You know I’m a lonely woman, so please forgive me for what I am about to do.” Joanna glanced back the door, showing her an escape from this temptation, but she knew what lied beyond it was hell on Earth. Her agonizing journey began nearly a year ago when her father arranged for her to marry Joel. Had her father known the true nature of the man who was to become his son in-law, he surely would have cursed him, instead of giving him his blessing. Nearly every night since their marriage, Joel would go into town...

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“A Book by its Cover” by Howard Seeley

Submitted to Contest #131

I wasn’t sure what to expect but knew it wouldn’t be good. Not only did I find myself sitting on a folding chair in the middle of a hallway, but there were also another person waiting to be interviewed as well. She was young and attractive, and her low-neck blouse and midthigh skirt left little to be imagined. “Crap!” I said to myself. “All she had to do was cross her legs and smile, then the job was hers.”“What luck,” I tightened my tie and pulled down my all too short sleeves of my jacket. It was no use. I was going to look like a slob, no...

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“Imagine Us in Heaven” by Howard Seeley

Submitted to Contest #130

John Riggall: Inmate 31072Sing-Sing State PrisonOssining, New YorkJuly 7, 1933My Dearest Molly,I’m writing to let you know this will probably be my last day on Earth. My lawyer just informed me my last attempt at an appeal has been denied, and the warden here at Sing-Sing, is in a hurry to introduce me to “Old Sparky”. So, that’s it, unless the governor shows clemency, and I know the chances of that are about one in a million. But don’t cry, my love. I know my words are crushing your heart, but the truth can’t be denied. I killed that w...

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“Change Is Coming” by Howard Seeley

Submitted to Contest #129

A single decision can change countless lives, and I was unkindly reminded of it. For nearly forty years, I’ve been quenching the thirsts of mountaineers visiting Jaffrey, to climb Mount Monadnock. During this time, I’ve learned the faces of most of them, even if they only pass through once every few years, but more surprising, they too greet me by name, as soon as they walk in. Like the legend of the wolves who used to dwell at the top of the mountain, it seems like I have become a local attraction. If it helps with drawing in the customers,...

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“Tears of a Samurai” by Howard Seeley

Submitted to Contest #128

Tokyo, Japan: 1876 Japan, the land of the gods, was once a beautiful place. The hills, lush in growth, revealing all the beauty known to the civilized world. City streets swept daily, and all forms of filth, disposed of. All the people knew their place in society. Peasants, courtesans, merchants, even the untouchables. The world was orderly, and it was all due to the presence of the Samurai. Sadly, that was a heartbeat ago. A divine wind from the east blew across the coastal shores and through the palace gates of Edo. But the wind did not...

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“Stranger Than Fiction” by Howard Seeley

Submitted to Contest #127

Often, I have found truth to be stranger than fiction and the following story happens to be one of those I experienced. The names have been changed and the dates are approximate, but beyond that, the story is true. Throughout my life, I have had flashes of premonitions, but there was one I had in 1985, that far surpassed the rest. I was twenty-nine-year-old white male, working at a 7-Eleven store in a run-down part of Dallas. A mix of customers would come through the doors, which included workers from Love Airfield and a few regulars, who s...

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“Lansky's Project” by Howard Seeley

Submitted to Contest #124

Cuba, December 1956: The look on Mr. Lansky’s face left me worried. “There’s some trouble brewing in Cobrero,” he told me.” A militant group is organizing out there and if given time, may become an obstacle for the local government. Fulgencio Batista’s hold over the people is already weak and we don’t want anything to upset it or our operations here. So, I want you to go down there and see if this is anything you can do to crush before it gets too big.” Of course, when he said operations, he meant the casinos he was overseeing in Havana....

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“The Gift That Keeps On Giving” by Howard Seeley

Submitted to Contest #122

I cracked my eyes open to the rising sun. Turning towards the other side of the bed, I remembered what day it was. December third, the first anniversary of my dear Martha’s passing. The memory pressed against my heart, near to the point of breaking it. No, I said to myself. Life goes on. Forcing my sorrows to the back of my mind, I began my daily ritual. After getting dressed and brushing my teeth, I ventured downstairs, to be greeted by my cat. “Hello, Fido. You hungry?” Fido rubbed against my leg and began to purr. Then, ever so gently...

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“Destination: Woodstock” by Howard Seeley

Submitted to Contest #121

“Thanks a lot for answering the door for me, Mrs. Drew.” When it came to Tom’s mother, I was always polite. “How are you this morning?”She smiled at him. “Goodness, Alex. How many times do I have to tell you? Call me Paige, not Mrs. Drew. You make me feel like an old woman.”Alex smiled back at her. She was a very warm person and easy to talk to. “I’m sorry, Mrs. Drew, I mean Paige. Please forgive me. Is Tom up yet?”“Hush, now Alex. There’s nothing to forgive. Anyways, why would you think Tom is up? It is seven in the morning, you know.”Alex ...

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Welcome to my world, where fiction becomes reality. I guarantee you'll find an enjoyable story, or I'll double your money back! Leave a comment and I'll comment on one of your stories too. You can reach me directly at: hseeley1760@hotmail.com