Liza Blake

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2021

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“The Last Lone Earring” by Liza Blake

This is the final straw. Yet another lone earing I’ve never seen before. One more bobby pin on the floor, attached to a few strands of long blond hair that does not grace my head. At least once a week another piece of evidence falls into my lap. I almost wish I’d never fired the house keeper. I was much happier living the last three years in ignorance. Well, that’s not entirely true, I’ve been neither happy nor i...

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“The Eaves I've Been Dropping.” by Liza Blake

“You’re doing it again.” My husband whispers, stretching his hand across the table to stroke mine.  “What?” I looked up from my untouched coffee for the first time since we sat down.  “Listening.” “You know I can’t help it.” a sigh escapes my lips. Since I was a child I’ve heard everything around me. Especially the things no one else wants me to hear. You’d think that that would be an advantage, ...

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“Wash My Life Away.” by Liza Blake

The papers arrived by courier early this morning. They are still on the kitchen table where I tossed them without even peeking into the un-labeled envelope. I don’t have to look. I know it’s a standard work up for an uncontested divorce. My husband had them drafted up last week. Well, I guess I should say estranged husband at this point. I haven’t even seen the man in seven years.  “What’s this?” David asks befo...

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“The 7 year road” by Liza Blake

    We have plenty of time, I repeat to myself for the hundredth time and continue folding my towels into perfect rectangles. Bending to get the last one from the dryer I pause as another contraction waves through my abdomen. A quick check of my watch tells me it’s been 10 minutes since the last one. I load the next load of laundry into the dryer and carry the towels to the linen closet.      It’s just af...

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“Lair Lair Pants Designer” by Liza Blake

“Oh my gawd! I love your dress!” The tall slender brunette slurred as she came crashing out of the middle stall, “I have to have it. Who’s the designer?!” “Oh um” I stammered from the sink, honestly trying to find a good answer. Before I could fully respond her hands found the buttons down the back and made surprisingly quick work of them. “WHOA WHOA! Hold your horses sister!” I shout turning in a circle to esca...

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