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Madeline Honig

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2022

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Love Outweighs Genes

Submitted to Contest #161

Marcie pats Tom on the back. “There there,” she says. His coughing fits have become worse and worse. They had moved Tom out of the hospital and back home once they realized there was not much more they could do for him. The cancer had spread and it was out of the doctor’s control. The first, second, and third opinions agreed he didn’t have much longer. The final doctor suggested to Marcie that he would be more comfortable at home. They set up a hospital bed in the small crowded living room le...

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Eleven Years Too Long

Submitted to Contest #160

“It’s time,” Jared called approaching me. I saw Jared nearly every day for the past eleven years but I had never been as happy to see him as I was today. I was sitting on my bare mattress bed and I closed my eyes in a little thank you prayer. But this was no longer my bed. I got up and walked out of my cell. But this was no longer my cell. Someone else can grace their presence with this bed and this cell now. I had already gathered a few belongings I had come to cherish over my eleven years here: m...

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Leaving Oklahoma

Submitted to Contest #160

Jimmy sat in his rocking chair and smoked his pipe on his porch like he did every evening. This was his moment to think. He would think about the work he completed that day and what it meant for his future, the future of his wife, Carol, and the future of their three young boys, who would one day take over the farm. But today was different. The past few months had been different. It had weathered him. The wrinkles around his young eyes have become more pronounced and although he was never a large man, the stress...

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Salt, Fried Potatoes, and a New Start in Life

Submitted to Contest #159

Angela huddled against a brick wall. There was just enough overhang from the roof above her to keep her head dry from the pouring rain above. Her feet were just small enough. If her feet had been any longer, she would have needed to slant her body. The alleyway smelled like human waste and garbage, but Angela could ignore the smell as long as she was dry. She would get used to it, she told herself. Two days before, she had been under the roof of new foster parents, Sarah and Robert Earl. Upon arrival, An...

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Cheese and Honey

Submitted to Contest #159

“Bruce Bear! Bruce Bear!” The tiny voice echoed through the black bear’s den. Bruce Bear rolled over and checked his calendar alarm. He had been pushing the snooze button on his alarm for the past few days. His hibernation was technically over but he was not ready to face the new season. He sat up and stretched, raising his arms above his head and then scratching the back of his neck. “Molly mouse? What are you doing here?” Bruce yawned looking at the tiny mouse standing in front of him. “Fantastic! You ar...

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Finding a Fun Girlfriend

Submitted to Contest #158

Billy zipped up his black leather jacket and took out his gray beanie from his pocket and pulled it over his ears. He looked at Allison from behind as she zipped up her puffy light pink jacket. He put his hands on either side of her arms and rubbed them up and down hoping the friction would cause some heat for her. He was only an inch or two shorter than him but he liked her height. She fit him just right. Allison dug into her jacket pocket and held the gold packet of Marlboro lights and a neon green lighter o...

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Marital Deterioration and the Aftermath

Submitted to Contest #156

“And to this day, Tony is still my best friend,” Pamela looked down the table at her ex husband and gleamed. It made Justine wince, but she forced a smile regardless and said through gritted teeth, “That is so nice.” She also had an ex husband at the table, but he was far from being her best friend. She avoided eye contact and all interactions with him at all costs. But it is hard to avoid an ex when you share a child, let alone a child who is getting married in one day. Alec, Justine’s recent boyfrien...

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The Urgent Escape

Submitted to Contest #155

Jay enters the apartment in a hough. He slams the door behind him, locks the dead bolt and secures the chain. He moves immediately to the blinds and separates them so that he could peer through. “Did you talk to him?” Vanessa curled up comfortably on the couch, suddenly her attention away from The Real Housewives on the tv. Her Lululemon loungewear hugs her small body and her body hugs her tiny chihuahua, Mr. Snuggles. Jay got a whiff of a mix of skunk, Vanessa’s Victoria Secret perfume, and stale beer. He r...

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Taking Advantage of Mary

Submitted to Contest #153

Mary peaked through her blinds. She had been huddling on the floor in the dark of the front room of her house hugging her German Shepard, Mitzy. Mary was not particularly a dog person and never saw herself owning a dog, but when the security cameras and alarm systems were not doing the trick, she convinced herself that a pre-trained German Shepard was the solution. But at this moment, Mitzy acted more of a fury blanket than a security blanket. They must be gone by now. Mary stood up, one leg at a time, using her hands to ...

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This Is Why People Elope

Submitted to Contest #152

“I can see it now,” Antonio's fore fingers and thumbs on both hands framed the view from the lawn to the ocean. “We will put an archway here.” His arms make a wide sweeping motion as he starts to walk. The small entourage follows slowly behind. Antonio waves his arms around to gesture at his vision. “We’ll do a simple runner with white petals with one thousand filled seats with twenty foot ribbons flowing in the wind. And doves of course doves. Everything will be white. Flowers and bows and flowers a...

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Amy and Jean King's Adventure

Submitted to Contest #150

Amy picks up the soda can on her desk and takes a sip while looking straight ahead at her computer monitor. It glowed brightly as it was the only light source in the dark room. “Not too shabby for a few weeks of work.” She mused. She put her drink down and started clicking around to admire her work. She had been working on a game she dubbed “Jean King’s Adventure” for three weeks now. She didn’t love the name, but that could come later. In less than three weeks, Amy was able to create a 3D environment, a...

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