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Michelle Konde

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2022

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Team Building Terror

Hunter brought the van around the loop. He saw his targets waiting at the far end and cross-checked the photos again.Meanwhile, James and Curtis were playing a game of War in the back seat, already riled up, by the sounds of it.“Ah-thank you,” James said and swiped a winning stack of cards into his pile. “Maybe you should give up now.”“You. Wish.” Curtis narrowed his eyes.Hunter hopped out of the van and strode toward the two figures. “Ladies, I’m Agent Burgh.” He extended his hand.The shorter one smiled and shook his hand. “Tia—err, Agent M...

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The Beginning

I died a little bit that day. I did not know why, but I felt a part of me fade. My ignorance at the time stemmed from traveling between France, Canada, and the US for business. The winery had consumed my time—not that I was unhappy to do it. I supported the family business because it gave me purpose—however, I was also running from my true purpose and I should have known—should have detected that a major shift had occurred. In denial about my life’s duties, I immersed myself in every aspect of production—the caring of the vineyards; the m...

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Spidey Senses

Who decides what it means to be brave? Everyone’s definition of facing and enduring danger or pain is different.Am I considered brave and casual—that I tackle bravery casually even though I may or may not be freaking out inside? Or is it the other way around? Like I’m a cool and casual guy, but also act brave?I feel like I’m just casual and find myself in situations that require me to be brave—but does anyone really consider that I am being brave? Or do they just think that I’m living my life—casually? But that’s just the nature of my world....

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The Things I Do For Chocolate

Submitted to Contest #133

This is a true story.I am a choco-holic. Seriously, I have a problem. I’m not ashamed of it though. There is nothing better than savoring a tiny piece and letting it melt on my tongue until it dissolves into nothing.The next thing I know, I’m half a bar in.Still, I could do this all day.Every day.Without fail.My sister thinks I’m crazy. She doesn’t understand how I can limit myself to that one indulgent treat night after night—or is it day by day?I don’t know to how explain my love for dark chocolate. I’m continually on the hunt for the perf...

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