Mara Masolini

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2020

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154 Stories

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“A STRANGE GUY” by Mara Masolini

A STRANGE GUY “ Yes, in my opinion, Maggie should wear the yellow dress. It suits her more than the green one” Even on that festive, cheerful, relaxed occasion Peter couldn’t help but say exactly the opposite of what he thought. Whenever it happened to him, and it happened to him regularly, to say the opposite of what he thought he felt like he was two people in one: one ...

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“RUNNING IN YELLOW” by Mara Masolini

RUNNING IN YELLOW The lady was dressed all in yellow. She also had a yellow hat, a handbag and shoes too yellow. Yellow was the big Maserati he had to follow. “ Follow the car of that bastard wherever he goes! Don’t lose sight of it! Have you seen the license plate? It’s: EK 773867” Joe ___al...

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“UNKNOWN DESTINATION ( WALKING ON THE WRONG WAY)” by Mara Masolini

 UNKNOWN DESTINATION (  WALKING ON THE WRONG  WAY) The road ( path) was that, but sure. He recognized the stones, even the vegetation was the same. So WHY that feeling of being lost suddenly? With a few more steps and on the right he would have found the oak tree confirming that he was on the right path. But why wasn’t the oak there? Why couldn’t he arrive at the oak tree...

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“THE FLIGHT OF THE COIN (FLYING WITH THE COIN)” by Mara Masolini

THE FLIGHT OF THE COIN (FLYING WITH THE COIN) Here the( soccer) referee holds the coin in the palm of his hand, spins it with two fingers without looking at it, lifts the palm, and throws the coin in the air. No, it’s not possible that the winners of a such hard-fought match played to the last breath could be decided by the toss of a coin, Joseph th...

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“THE FINAL DECISION (THE LAST MINUTE DECISION)” by Mara Masolini

THE FINAL DECISION( THE LAST-MINUTE DECISION) It was the last day of the year. He too would celebrate the end of the old year and the arrival of the new. But…there was that decision to be made, that he had kept putting off by day after day for too long, which he had to make before the end of the year, of which only that day remained. He had to make that decision for Katia, ...

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“ THE CHRISTMAS NUT” by Mara Masolini

THE CHRISTMAS NUT Mary and Louis spent every Christmas in their cottage in the Alpes with their children. They had been married for ten years. Every year, at Christmas there was a new child. In their cozy cottage, there was always a Christmas tree and a Nativity scene made with the figurines that Louis and Mary engraved in wood and that their children modeled in clay.

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“THE UNEXPECTED GUEST ( UNEXPECTED CHRISTMAS)” by Mara Masolini

  THE UNEXPECTED GUEST( CHRISTMAS UNEXPECTED) Theirs was little to say it was an extended family. Lucy and Albert had married very young and had two children, Daniel and Carol. They had divorced in their early thirties. Lucy had married Therese and had two other children, Tony and Luce. Albert had married Frank and they too started a family. Using the rented womb they had two children, Rosa...

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“THAT WORD, JUST THAT” by Mara Masolini

THAT WORD , JUST THAT When she had left her country, so much disgusted and embittered, many years ago, swearing that she would never set foot there again, the thought that she could forget her MOTHER TONGUE had not even for an instant crossed her mind. She had worried about getting by in the country where she was going, and also learning that language.

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“MY MOM'S HANDS” by Mara Masolini

MY MOM’S HANDS Here I’m, I’m BIGIO, also affectionately called BIGIETTO ( Little BIGIO), because as much as my hair ( fur) is called gray, it is not really gray but rather BLUE-GRAY, or gray with a veil of blue. Just a veil, eh, but which is enough to make me anything but a gray cat or…..a BIGIO. Who knows why my mom called me Bigio…..Ah she, my mum, whose name is Luce, is truly ...

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“THE MAGIC IN THE BOX” by Mara Masolini

THE MAGIC IN THE BOX ( MAGIC IS IN THE BOX) The cellar was the coolest room ( zone) in the house. It wasn’t certainly a room where to stay in winter. But however, there was a sheltered place there in the cellar which, besides being suitable for hiding, was almost warm. It was not a warmth for heating, it was rather the warmth of the hot drinks in winter . It was in fact the old va...

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“A CARPET OF COLORFUL BLACK LEAVES” by Mara Masolini

 A CARPET OF COLORFUL BLACK LEAVES Saul was in charge of raking the leaves which in that season ____it was late November___ continued to fall like rain from the lindens, the poplars, plane trees, and oaks. The gardens had to be cleaned and also the sidewalks and the street ( had to be cleaned). Yet he, Saul, felt displeasure in destroying those...

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“THE BLACK ROSE” by Mara Masolini

THE BLACK ROSE ( for now….perhaps DRIED ROSE? WITHERED ROSE?) When they were ( had been) schoolmates( classmates) Flora had jet very black hair and a very white, milk - white complexion, her cheeks reddened with emotion or cold. Her mouth, little, almost heart - shaped, and fleshy was very red. Now that she too, like Miriam, was in her sixties, she ( Miriam) would have expected ( ...

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“THE PORTRAIT” by Mara Masolini

THE PORTRAIT “ Oh, how wonderful! It’s really a masterpiece! Really brilliant! I could say I came here for this sculpture ( work)” Maggie said. She seemed truly enthusiastic about Joe K.’s self-portrait, which was exposed inside a glass case and frozen. In fact, the marvelous work of the genius could only exist as long as it remained frozen. “Ah, and then how wonderful is this mus...

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“LIVE LIKE A CAT” by Mara Masolini

LIVE  LIKE A CAT Rosamunda everyone said she was a child, even though she wasn’t a child at all. She wasn’t even young anymore. She was tired of being told that she was a child, but then also to stop being a child. The only one with whom she got on really well was her cat. He, MICIO BELLO, also called My coconut, and My duckling seemed to get alon...

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“FROM HERE WHERE DID SHE GO?” by Mara Masolini

FROM HERE….WHERE DID SHE GO? The wide ( large) square is opening in front of her, with its arms welcoming her, its arms which, instead of limiting the space, seem to widen the space. As always in front of the great square this feeling that the square is just awaiting you, is welcoming you. Lucy is looking at the large square, with behind her the bastion of the castle from...

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