Lynne Boyd

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2022

Stories (7)

7 Stories

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“Turn Back Time” by Lynne Boyd

Submitted to Contest #225

“I like this mirror! Ooh it makes me look thin!” Tammy slowly turned as she looked at herself in the mirror. She wasn’t one for shopping, and she certainly didn’t often shop for a dress or a skirt, but they had that reunion coming up so she thought she would look outside her comfort zone. “You are thin Tammy. Mirrors don’t lie.” Sharron browsed through blouses just outside the dressing rooms. “Well...

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“The Hummer” by Lynne Boyd

Submitted to Contest #224

I can’t sleep. Never can sleep past five in the morning. The sun wasn’t even awake yet, but I was. I slowly swung my legs over the side of the bed, feeling every year, stiff as a board. Slowly. That’s how everything has to be done now. No fast moves, even if my brain says stand up, that’s no guarantee my legs would be performing as instructed. Slowly standing up, bracing myself on the bedside table, making sure dizziness...

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“Dialing the Dead” by Lynne Boyd

Submitted to Contest #221

Dialing The Dead I shut the door behind me, and dragged myself inside, exhausted from a twelve-hour shift at the hospital. I dropped my keys on the entry table, and walked into the kitchen. Willow was sitting at the counter, nursing what appeared to be a double whiskey, neat. She stared into her glass, zoned completely out of this world. I walked up behind, put my arms around her and she jumped, startled, h...

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“Mary's House” by Lynne Boyd

Submitted to Contest #218

Mary’s House Jade got out of the car, a little stiff from the long ride, stretching and telling her old bones to loosen up. At her age you had to coax joints into movement, to make sure they knew you meant business. As she walked towards the house, she saw the screen door lying on the ground, wood and screen torn and tattered. She knocked on the door that was slightly cracked and heard no...

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“Never Cross the Double Line” by Lynne Boyd

Submitted to Contest #216

I saw her as I topped the hill, walking down the center of the road, just as if it was a path to the lake, or a walk in the park I thought to myself. My window was down and I could hear her chanting something, but couldn’t quite make out the words. I pressed the gas and made a quick descent down the hill, threw the brakes on, shifted into park and jumped out of the car. “Never cross on the double line. Never cros...

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“What Was It” by Lynne Boyd

Submitted to Contest #214

It was my first. I had just turned 19, and before this I thought I knew everything. Turns out I didn’t know a damn thing about life. Or death. It felt like someone had taken a baseball bat to my gut, everything about me felt bruised and battered. My thoughts were racing so quickly I couldn’t speak, unable to grab a single word from my tornado brain. I was frozen, unable to move. This would be the day, the moment that pro...

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“Are You There God? It’s Me, Pearl” by Lynne Boyd

Submitted to Contest #198

I hurried behind Ms. Woodall, unrolling my skirt as I rushed to keep up with her, not wanting to get in trouble for my skirt, or legs, being too short. Could they reprimand me for being too short? At this point I felt as if anything and everything would be on trial, and I didn’t have a chance in hell of getting out of here alive. Ms. Woodall slapped my book on her hip as she stomped towards the principal’...

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Author bio

Working full-time to put loaves on the table, caregiver to my 90-yr-old father, my writing is often pushed to the side. This is my first story submission, but I've made a pact with myself that I will enter each week. I need the practice, and I want the feedback since my novel has been pushed to the back burner.