Kelsey Harder

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2020

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Last Minute Advice” by Kelsey Harder

Submitted to Contest #133

Bert sat back on his stool and watched the harried faces of the men and women in the shop. It was February 13th, and the procrastinators were out in droves. They all looked completely lost and panicked. He smiled to himself. This was his time to shine. He caught the eye of a man looking at the predictable and boring heart shaped chocolate samplers. He waved the poor soul over to his stool. The man nodded with desperate hope and hurried to Bert’s corner. “Can you help me? I need to get something for my girlfriend. I forgot all about Valen...

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“It Always Means You're Fired ” by Kelsey Harder

“Who left the coffee pot empty?” Robert rushed past the Monday morning finger pointing. Every morning, he remembered to thank all the gods for making him hate the taste of the bitter beverage. It left him free from the near daily tantrums when the uncaffeinated may need to wait the few minutes for a new pot to brew. He stowed his bag in his drawer and placed his water bottle on his desk ready to fire up his computer and escape into his projects. Most days, he listened to his podcasts while composing date from his testers. Most people h...

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“Timing is Everything” by Kelsey Harder

Submitted to Contest #76

Brian stood in the corner of the locally owned coffee shop anxious to try again. He looked at his note and reviewed each line to ensure all the possible questions have been answered. His mind quickly read each step and knew exactly what he meant. He rubbed his hand over the scarred flesh and bone on his skull. A nervous habit and ever-present reminder of what he lost. He sighed and pushed himself away from the wall. He walked to the bar smiled tightly at the young girl wearing the brown apron and hat of the company. “Good morning. How ...

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“The Christmas Eve Festival” by Kelsey Harder

Submitted to Contest #73

“Are you packed?” John cringed at his mother’s voice somehow coming from his living room. Curse that stealthy middle-aged woman. How did she get past his locks every time? She must be bribing the locksmith for a spare key each time he changed his locks. That was the only explanation. “Be gone dragon woman!” He walked out of his office to see his mother tidying his already clean living room by fluffing his sofa pillows. “Now is that anyway to talk to your mother?” she asked with a wide grin. He smiled at her. “It is when your mother is a...

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