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Lyn VJ Bennett Wilson

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2020

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By Hook or by Rookery

It was a beautiful early spring day. Bethan Davis stood watching the mighty Saint Lawrence River flow by her home on Little Ironsides Island. She was waiting for bread in the oven to finish baking before she called her daughter for breakfast. The kitchen was warm from the heat of the oven. She stepped out onto the porch to get a breath of air. Sitting down in a rocking chair she watched a pair of small sparrows build a nest in a nearby cedar bush. A slight puff of wind ruffled her graying hair. The gentle breezes of May were welcome after th...

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The Appraisal of Consequence

Submitted to Contest #105

Jenice Muriel Shore Hayward Longstreet Chapel was 96 when she passed from this life to the next. She was an extraordinary woman. Wife, mother, business woman, a chic but quiet icon and enigmatic darling of New Paltz, New York. Her obituary read:Born in 1925, Jenice moved with her parents from Russia to New Paltz. Her father, Leon, was hired by the H&B construction company as chief engineer and designer on major bridge contracts in Ulster County. Her mother, Katerine, a homemaker, occasionally worked at a sma...

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Galene and the Ondine Child

Submitted to Contest #102

She viewed the streets from her window. Another storm swept Lyon. Ironic since her life had turned into a storm. She would have to move away from her beloved France to England. In just a few hours, Marie Catherine and her mother would be leaving under cover of darkness. Her life was being swallowed up in clouds of controversy, jealousy, and betrayal, just as Lyon was engulfed in a black sky. Pen in hand, she sat down at her desk and began writing._______________________________________________Storms raged the night C...

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Captivating Masquerade

Submitted to Contest #100

Watching my friend Lillian Hyde make flourless chocolate torte for a party this evening was a delight. The bakery was silent except for the sound of breaking eggs. Her hands moved fluidly, quietly, gently. As I watched her, my mind drifted to thoughts of recent events. My life became entangled in a bizarre and yet totally fascinating situation.  Because I was Lillian Hyde's friend and reporter for the Linoak County Gazette, I will not see tonight's events as just another chapter in her long and complex story. Because...

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Galene and the Nereus Glass

Submitted to Contest #97

Galene sat looking out the Nereus Glass. A sort of window to the surface world gifted to Nereus and his 50 daughters from Amnisos, a river god from the Island of Crete. This lens helped the Nereids to see the surface world above their beloved Aegean Sea. Nereus and Doris raised happy, loving daughters who protected sailors and fishermen on the temperamental sea.  As evening drew in, Nereus enjoyed time with his wife Doris and his daughters along with his son-in-law Posideon. Galene left to take one final lo...

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A Stranger in Black and White

Submitted to Contest #96

Tomasso Aldini and Esperanza Balderes stood on the platform waiting for their train.  The wind whipped a chilly spring rain around the platform.  Esperanza pulled her cardigan a little closer to her neck while Tomasso did his best to use his umbrella to shelter them both. Newly engaged, the couple was traveling from Bayeux, Normandy, France to Cannes, on the French Riviera.  However, the trip was not for pleasure. Mr. Tomasso Aldini, surgeon and nurse Esperanza Balderes were asked to escort a monk from the Cistercian Monastery...

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A Match Made In Heaven

Submitted to Contest #95

Grayson and Marion stepped through the kitchen doorway arm in arm as the last rays of the sun faded below the horizon.  “Would you two mind joining Henri and I in the wine cellar?” Asked Juliette.Henri opened an expensive bottle of wine and poured it into four glasses. “This is a célébration! I received word today that Grayson will be joining us as the fourth Gatekeeper of Montenero,” said Henri. “We are very pleased to have you with us, Grayson.” “Will this be acceptable to you Grayson?” Marion asked, quietly.Grayson’s s...

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Hyde and Seek

Submitted to Contest #93

My friends, Bob Schlagel and Lillian Hyde, had finally started to plan their wedding. As community and church leaders, they always help others, so when they began receiving invitations to celebrate their upcoming wedding, neither felt comfortable with the idea of others planning a special event just for them. Therefore, I offered to help organize the events for them. As Society and Lifestyle page editor/reporter for The Linoak County Gazette, I had all the tools necessary to create a planner. This job wouldn’t be eas...

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The Frankincense and The Myrrh

Submitted to Contest #90

There is something so genuinely pure about growing plants simply for the delight of their fragrance. It has been my family’s job for 3 generations. How we came by this occupation is quite a story and one that comes with a rather odd request. We, or rather I, must ask you, dear reader, to use discretion about revealing the contents of what you will read hereafter.  The story begins in 1946. My grandfather, Dr. Jamison Edward Charles Stewart, taught what is now called Paleoethnobotany and Ancient History as a...

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Emma James PhD

Submitted to Contest #89

I have attended many graduation ceremonies through the years. First as a student, then as a professor, now as a psychologist for Repair Hope. This graduation was a bit special. Rhiannon Tremayne is simply, one of a kind. As her psychologist, I am proud to be part of this moment in her life. Cary Alden, my dear friend, and founder of Repair Hope sat on my right and on my left the indispensable Mrs. McCarthy, the household chatelaine.  Cary sat up tall as the president of the Hospitality and Culinary Arts pro...

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Galene

Submitted to Contest #88

TRIGGER WARNING: Stalking, and obsessional thinking are described in this story. Galene stood at the edge of the waterfall, crystalline tears falling from her eyes. For the second time in as many days, the merchant boat captain had been by, yelling horrible things at her. He said things that no real human male would say to any woman, let alone a woman of her status. He was crude and insulting. The words felt like a dagger to her heart. One of the 50 daughters of Nereus and sister-in-law to Poseidon, Galene was the Nereid ...

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The Meaning is in the Flowers

Submitted to Contest #86

Last week felt like it lasted an entire month. It was physically and mentally draining I took Friday off as a self-care day. I spent the weekend relaxing, sitting by the fireplace in my apartment reading a book, listening to classic jazz, and watching movies. Even my dog “Gillespie” seemed to want to sleep the weekend away. I was irritated that it was Monday again so soon. I heard my opinionated Pomeranian, Gillespie, come back through his dog door in the living room. He made sure I was aware that his breakfast ...

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The More Things Change.

Submitted to Contest #85

That’s the thing about this city, it truly never changes.  It’s not only historic, but also cold, industrial and decrepit.  It’s the perfect place to run if you were trying to escape the consequences of a crime. Many people would call what happened a murder.  It was a hit-and-run drunk or drugged driving incident that left only death in its wake.  I’m Tracy Blane, and I’m a reporter for the Linoak County Gazette.  Erie City may be as cold as ice, but I find myself on the trail of a very hot story.  This shopwo...

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The Afterlife of Henri Girard

Submitted to Contest #84

My name is Henri Girard. I am a chef. Or should I say, I was a chef for the du Monde family at Montenero, their estate in Virginia. Now I have been dead a long time. Doomed to stay in the wine cellar of this estate during the daylight hours, every day since 1938. I am what you might call a ghost.  I will tell you my story. I began my training to be a chef at the side of my Grand-maman in the French countryside. We lived in a small village where we could obtain fresh fruits, vegetables and herbs ea...

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Esperanza- The Beginning

Submitted to Contest #81

Mr. Tomasso Aldini became the most successful surgeon in Le Centre Hospitalier de Bayeux in Normandy, France, in 1946.  He had been born to a well known family in Italy.  Considered medical royalty, he was wealthy, highly esteemed, amazingly talented and very reserved.  He stood in the surgical wing preparing for his next case.  Tall, upright, square shoulders, dark hair, impossibly dark eyes, and a strong cleft chin made him a striking picture in an otherwise sterile environment. He stood watching the buzz of activity on...

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