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Larry Parks

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2023

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Rakotzbrücke (The Devil's Bridge)

Larry Parks

Submitted to Contest #295

Rakotzbrücke(The Devil’s Bridge)Whispers of mystery had long shrouded Rakotzbrücke, the legendary Devil’s Bridge in Kromlau, Germany. Stories had swirled about its eerie perfection for generations—how its reflection in the still waters formed a flawless circle. Some believed it was merely an optical illusion. Others claimed it was something more: a portal to the unknown.Hans and Gerda Schmidt had grown up in the shadow of these legends. Their childhoods were filled with hushed tales passed down through the years, some dating back over a cent...

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The Date

Larry Parks

Submitted to Contest #264

Why did I let her talk me into attending this event? I don’t know these people. Sheila—beautiful, charismatic Sheila—was the girl I’d had a massive crush on for ages but never had the nerve to ask out. So when she invited me to this wedding, I jumped at the chance. But now, as I sat alone, surrounded by strangers, I regretted it. It felt like dating someone who spoke a different language, lost in conversations that flowed around me while I just sipped my drink, out of place and unseen.I was the ultimate plus-one, the guy she brought along so...

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The Teacher's Lounge

Larry Parks

Submitted to Contest #195

The teacher's lounge had a lot of scars on the wall. It served many functions. It was a sanctuary, a stress reliever, a boxing ring, and even a bunker. There was a gun threat one year, and the entire support staff locked themselves in the teacher's lounge. The walls were painted a pale white that had begun to peel. There was an old leather sofa, a microwave, and a round table in the middle with three chairs, two of which rocked side to side because the legs were uneven. In front of the sofa was a coffee table with coffee cup ring stains, and...

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The Gambler's Creed

Larry Parks

Submitted to Contest #194

I got up from the poker table and was busted again. I have lived in the gambling mecca of Las Vegas for the past ten years. I moved here at age 25, and everybody who knew me said it was a bad idea. Ever since I was a teenager, I gambled on everything. Growing up on the rough streets of Chicago, everything was about survival—anyone who wanted to play cards or shoot dice sought out me, Stanley Pickens. Growing up, I was not a bad child; the worst thing that happened to me was when my mother came to my school, and my teachers would tell her. "S...

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