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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2020
Submitted to Contest #32
I sighed. This wasn't going to be easy. They always asked, there was nothing I could do to stop it. So I had to come up with something on the spot, or else tell them the truth. Which, obviously, I couldn't do. "I have a photographic memory. Really." I said, half-closing my eyes. "But you weren't even there, Kaleb. How do you know about that time?" She asked. "I saw it happen as I was walking by. Trust me, I remember." She furrowed her brow. "Seriously? You remember seeing me buy flowers for Jane fourteen years ago? How is that even possi...
The rain drizzled as I walked down the old path. My umbrella was tattered, but I couldn’t find the time to go and buy another. I liked it, anyway. It may not have been the brightest of umbrellas, but it was functional. Sure, it was old, but it worked just fine. I suppose I felt this way about most things. They weren’t new by any means, but they surely weren’t broken. I could still use them for a while. I didn’t see the sense in wasting what I had, especially because they were things that simply didn’t matter to me. I stopped walking when I h...
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