Molly Layne

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2022

Stories (7)

7 Stories

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“Love at Second Sight” by Molly Layne

Submitted to Contest #229

Cartersville, West Virginia      The door to her office squeaked and she swiveled the chair around. Her friend and co-worker, Sayla, popped her head in.      “Hey, Lorena,” she began, the dimpled corners of her mouth quirking up, “Whatcha doing for the holidays?”      The holidays. Christmas. New Year’s Day. Everyone was always asking the same question around this time of year. Trut...

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“The Trainee” by Molly Layne

Submitted to Contest #207

I arrived at the restaurant promptly at seven and punched in as soon as I hung my backpack in the back closet. This was a several story high building, but I worked on the bottom floor in Billy’s Breakfast Burrito. It was a lovely place to have a job, . . .most of the time. The servers had already turned over the glasses in the dining room and the host was getting ready to open the doors.     Quickly, I straightened my brown uniform and pinned on my name tag. Our supervi...

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“The Closing of a Door, The Opening of a Window” by Molly Layne

Submitted to Contest #191

Her father’s voice sounded hollow. He glanced around the room as if looking for someone or something else besides the small maid before them. “Professor Alvin Trewella. And this is my daughter. May I see the...Madam?”  “Right this way, sir.”  The corridor was long and narrow. Cobwebs hung along the ceiling like so many little hammocks and the smell of moth balls was overpowering. The place ga...

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“The Shoplifter” by Molly Layne

Submitted to Contest #180

March 3rd, 2022  Gratiot; The Red Zone; Detroit, MI, USA       The wind whipped through his thin clothes and penetrated his bones. He bent over and dug deeper into the trash can, ignoring the stench of rotting food and dirty diapers. It was a shame that people didn’t throw away good clothes. He could sure use something more than the pair of ragged jeans and the light, sleeveless vest that currently...

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“Alone in the Silence” by Molly Layne

Submitted to Contest #177

     I shifted my position slightly and looked up from my artwork. The trees swayed in the breeze, and I watched a blackbird fly in front of me and lite high in a nearby maple. He opened his beak wide, and I tilted my head, watching him. In short order, he was joined by another bird. The breeze ruffled through her sooty-brown plumage as she landed on the branch beside him. They were a pair. They were together. T...

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“Frank” by Molly Layne

Submitted to Contest #171

June 5th, 2028                                                                                                                 Roscommon, MI      I stood on the deck, forearms resting on the wooden railing, and gazed out at the view before me. A huge woods surrounded the clearing that the house was in. Frankly, I was surprised that foresters hadn’t come in and logged the place off while ...

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“Shadow Land” by Molly Layne

Submitted to Contest #167

 Greenville, South Carolina                                  “Where’s my kid?” The small man’s dark, handlebar mustache trembled. He leaned forward and placed his hands, palms down, onto the paperwork-littered surface of the police sergeant’s desk. “Where’s my kid?” he repeated. “I know he’s here. I need to take him home. He’s…he’s not stable.”<...

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Author bio

I am nineteen years old and only in the last three years have I discovered that I love to write.