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Jerry L. Lambert II

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2025

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Rainday

Jerry L. Lambert II

Submitted to Contest #288

EXT. STREET—AFTERNOONASH(30) stands at the precipice of her next choice. She adjusts her grip on the cardboard box in her arms. Trinkets and pictures getting drenched in the sunlit rain. She looks up at the burnt sky as the sun slowly sets, the clouds creeping in and sealing the view.In a few minutes, it’s going to rain much harder. Large pellets of juicy water smashing down like pebbles against a window. Ash thinks she should have brought an umbrella or galoshes. It's going to be a pain walking home in heels and a drenched suit.Her hair is ...

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The Wilting Blue Flower

Jerry L. Lambert II

Submitted to Contest #286

INT. A LOVELY DINING ROOM - DAYMIA(44) looks down at her bland mushroom soup. It’s different from the usual taste. The liquid turning putrid in her mouth. She takes the napkin on her lap. She doesn’t remember placing it there. She wipes the soup from her tongue, but the flavour is persistent.“Everything good, Mia,” a MAN(48) says across from her. She glances up at him. His presence is blending with the dull dining room. This is his home, Mia guesses. She’s not a fan of guessing; better to remember, she thinks to herself. Probably a habit she...

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Hey Phil, It's me

Jerry L. Lambert II

Submitted to Contest #285

INT. HOME - MORNINGWithout warning, the AT&T 2 landline explodes to life with a cry, calling all around to seize its moment and free it from this uncontrollable function. It sits on the countertop gathering dust to fuel its relic gears. A nostalgic thing in a world of smartphones and supercomputers. A hand reaches for it, picking up the handset.“Hey___, it’s me,” FRANK(18) says into the receiver. There’s a goofy smile on his face as he tries to formulate how to give the news. He thinks he should do it nonchalantly, like telling some...

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The Smell of the Coffee is Bad

Jerry L. Lambert II

Submitted to Contest #284

INT. SCHMID'S DINING ROOM - MORNINGALAN SCHMID(43) rubs his nose. There’s a smell here, and by golly, it’s ruining his bacon pancakes. He looks over to his daughter, JASMINE SCHMID(17), who’s sitting across from him. She’s on her phone scrolling through Instagram, her brunette hair pinned to the side in what she would call ‘retro seventies style-ish.’ She munches on her food, like a goat who has all the time in the world.Alan doesn’t mind it. He really doesn’t care. At the stove cooking up these fantastic bacon pancakes is GRETTA SCHMID(41)....

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I'll Be Home For Christmas

Jerry L. Lambert II

Submitted to Contest #283

INT. HOME - DAY AARON BACKSON(15) drenches his bed in sweat, his sheets cling to his pale body. The fabric rubs against his skin, leaving red streaks as the young boy wrestles with his nightmares. The dark room enhances his dreams. He can’t escape. He will not escape. He twists and turns as the sheets morph into leather straps of a straitjacket. The bed creaks and whines, protesting under his weight. Aaron grips his damp sheets, his wrists straining as he pulls at the fibres. The ripping sound snaps him awake. His eyes lock on the shadowed ...

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