Jedediah Laub-Klein

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2020

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4 Stories

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“Make 'Em Wonder” by Jedediah Laub-Klein

Submitted to Contest #293

Trigger warning: This story contains dark themes and a "bad" word.August 2003 Grace walked through the nursing home. A man had answered her ad. She was glancing at the numbers outside the doors. Finally, she saw room 187. Grace knocked on the closed door. She heard someone clear his throat. “Come in.” She walked in. The bed was on the right-hand side of the room. A tall, thin man sat in the bed, looking over his reading glasses at a book. “Mr. Powers?” The man smiled, and she could see through th...

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“Untitled and the Void” by Jedediah Laub-Klein

Submitted to Contest #292

“You’re the only one who can hear me.” The voice was crisp and clear, almost mechanical. “Luna…” the voice whispered, almost taunting her. “You…are...the…only...one.” Luna looked around the room again. This was one of Julian Parallax's Galleries. The former house was in an industrial area of the city. It was her first visit. “Go to the curator. He’s up front in the red tie. Tell him you want to buy the portrait of Corey and Girl in a field.” Luna leaned into the person next to her. “Did you hear that voice?” The man looked at her and then sc...

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“The Red Cleanse” by Jedediah Laub-Klein

Submitted to Contest #292

Trigger Warning: This story contains sexual content with violent overtones and an abusive situation. Theo stood at the end of an abandoned driveway. Nature was reclaiming it. A forgotten white house stood at the end of it. Fog hung over the whole scene. Shattered moonlight fell onto the decaying asphalt. Theo looked up and down the desolate road. Theo thought, “All this feels familiar.” He could feel someone watching him. He squinted into the swaying trees. There was no one. &...

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“That's a Terrible Idea...What Time?” by Jedediah Laub-Klein

Submitted to Contest #196

That’s a Terrible Idea…What Time? What Could Have Happened Helen pulled out of her racist gynecologist’s office parking lot. There was a red truck in front of her. OnThat the back of the truck were a set of metal testicles and a “my body my choice” bumper sticker. She glanced at the clock on the dashboard; it read 5:57 pm. She knew it was going to take her a half-hour to get to Lupe’s house. They were leaving at 6:45 p.m. The guy in the truck seemed to be trying to get the parking attendant’s number. She was giggling, but...

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