Kelsey H

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2021

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“Boxing the Moon” by Kelsey H

Jesse waited on the porch, time passing slowly. The moon rose high and unblemished. All through the long hours at school he had watched the sky, the clouds billowing, parting. He had watched the night come as he sat and ate dinner, the conversation of his father and brother passing over him.“What’s out there, Jesse?” his mother asked, following his gaze. The curtains were open, stars appearing in the purple sky. No clouds.“It’s an eclipse tonight, remember,” he told her, and she nodded and smiled, alrea...

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“Family History” by Kelsey H

1.Here’s my grandparents’ house with all of us standing outside. My father is missing; he must have been taking the photo.My great-grandfather built the house himself, with the help of his two eldest sons. Their photo was on the wall inside, nailed to the Rimu planks they’d laid with their own hands. My great-grandfather is in the middle of his six children, no wife beside him. She had died from appendicitis, the way people did back then. My grandad is on the far left, the rest are just solemn black and...

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“In the Shadow” by Kelsey H

I have relived this day a thousand times, and it always starts the same way: with the hiss of the coffee machine piercing the silence.At 5.45AM in summer the kitchen was already light. Since returning to work after maternity leave, I’d been getting up increasingly earlier each morning, in an attempt to grab a moment of stillness before the day began and everyone else’s needs started pulling at me.Sun filtered through the curtains, illuminating the living room and the debris left from our children sweepi...

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“A Better Life” by Kelsey H

CW: Offensive language, reference to abuse.I’m coming, alright. Jesus Christ, kid, quit standing by the car like that. Anyone’d think you can’t get away soon enough. The door's unlocked.You don’t need to give me that look, boy. I’ll smoke in my own damn car if I want to. Wait until you’re away in that place, you’ll be boozing it up and smoking pot every weekend with all the other kids, guarantee it.Here, put the address in my phone, would you? Make sure we don’t end up all the way in I...

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“For Ruby” by Kelsey H

If you are reading this, then you must want to know what happened. I’ll try to explain, so you can understand.This is a story which could have gone many ways, but it went this way.It began at a house. The house was very beautiful. It was large and white and had pillars either side of the front door, more like some monument than a home. There were strings of lights hanging from the trees, moons in a moonless night.I stood with Isabella at the end of the driveway, which was wide and long...

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“Yesterday” by Kelsey H

It was early morning and late in winter, the sky bruised and cold. Grass sheened with frost. I wanted to step outside and draw a deep breath of the air, feel the sharp cold of it filling me.Behind me, in the kitchen, my husband was on the phone to another woman. I turned to look at him. His hair was damp from the shower, face shaved.“Tonight will be fine,” he said. I could hear the soft lilt of her reply but couldn’t make out what she said.“If you come around eight no one else will be ...

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“Another Woman's Son” by Kelsey H

CW: Child lossMy husband had warned me Josh Carter was back. Still when I came out of the supermarket and saw him, the shock of it stopped me.I stood frozen with a bag hanging from each hand, people parting around me. He was almost exactly as I remembered him. The same dark hair, the same swinging stride.I knew without having to think how old he was. Twenty-two next month. Just like Ryan would have been. Their birthdays were three weeks apart and I always used to make a cake for Josh t...

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“The Living Things” by Kelsey H

I came to this beach as a child, but that was before any of the bad things which would happen had happened, so it was another world. My parents smoking and arguing in the front seat as they searched for a park, me and my brothers jostling for space in the back, the scent of coconut lotion on my arms.As an adult, here in the night, it was a different place. Black water under a black sky. The car park emptied out, the tip of the cigarette glowing in the darkness of the car. “Here,” the man in the pas...

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“Working Late” by Kelsey H

There were three good things about working graveyard shift. One was the drunks who came in and paid cash for their late-night energy drinks and snacks and didn’t notice him short changing them. A dollar here and there, it all added up. It didn’t even feel like stealing.It was for his boy, after all. Jamie had school sports and school trips and the good kind of shoes no one would give him shit for. His son deserved it more than those who had enough they didn’t count it to the last dollar.It was five...

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“The Lake” by Kelsey H

The summer I turned sixteen and got my license, Kyle Lewis was pulled dead from the lake. It was the week before Christmas and heat pressed down over the town. People went to the lake to cool off, but Kyle didn’t drown. There was no water in his lungs.Coming back now, ten years passed, like always when I returned to visit my parents, I found myself slowing down when I reached the lake. The turn off was on the long road which led to their house and then on into town, and I felt myself pulled toward it, as if a magnet lay ...

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“A Sad Song” by Kelsey H

It was 2AM and daylight felt forever away. Janie lay in her bed, staring at the lines of shadow cast around the room as the sodium light outside burned ceaselessly through the slat blinds.She couldn’t sleep. The house felt new and strange and empty, and the sound of a guitar vibrated through the wall from the unit which adjoined hers. What sort of person played guitar at 2AM? It wasn’t even a tune, just a twanging sound. Like he was plucking at the strings with his fingers. A small sound, as if he ...

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“When We See Him” by Kelsey H

He’s not like all the others, he’s different. That’s what my mother told me. But she said that about the others too.The day I met him he walked into the kitchen as I ate my breakfast, his boots heavy on the vinyl floor. He filled up the doorway, blotted out the sun.“Connor, this is Shane,” she said.I looked up at him, saw the shaved head and tattoos circling his neck in a dark ring, like something strangling him.He came into the kitchen and put his hand toward me, lik...

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“The Wanted One” by Kelsey H

Offensive language & mention of drug useShe’s crazy as hell, my mother is, though if anyone else said it I’d kick their head in. But I was my father’s son, everyone said so. I let them say that.When I’d left the house she was flinging all the windows open, saying it might explode from the change in air pressure. She tried to stop me when I told her I was going to Holly’s place, but the kitchen door was already wide open and I walked out.“It’s just a storm, not a damn torna...

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“Rain” by Kelsey H

There’s this photo in the hallway I can’t stop looking at. My mother sat astride a golden horse with a blue ribbon pinned to the bridle, her hair the same yellow as the horses. It’s hung in a wooden frame, the colours faded behind glass.My mother was nineteen years old, the same age as I am now. She’s not smiling yet she seems happy, a serene and satisfied look as if she had all she needed in this world. The horse’s name was Rain and she was ten years old. I was inside my mother still, bu...

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“Ouroboros” by Kelsey H

Ava parked in the dark space between streetlights, under the shadow of a tree. She looked across the road at her sister’s house and saw the light spilling from the bare kitchen window, casting a ghostly rectangle across the lawn.“Just act like everything is normal,” she’d said to Annemarie. “Make him something nice for dinner and crush a sleeping pill into it. Make sure he has a whiskey with it.”Don’t you remember, she could have added.She left the ignition running and the vap...

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Down here in New Zealand, reading and writing. Copyright © 2023 Kelsey H - All Rights Reserved. Using content without written permission is prohibited.

Winning 1 story 🏆

Contest #151
The Lake – read story

Shortlisted 5 stories ⭐️

Contest #180
For Ruby – read story
Contest #164
Another Woman's Son – read story
Contest #158
The Living Things – read story
Contest #137
Ouroboros – read story
Contest #134
Postcards to Nowhere – read story