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Peter Alexander James

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2020

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Moonlight over the Mediterranean

I’ve called this story Moonlight over the Mediterranean as the moon was present throughout it all, a third party in a love affair to which I’ll compare all other loves. A love affair that ended as abruptly as it started. You appeared and disappeared, vanished like you never existed. Though I question your existence, whatever happened that night changed me. So, dear reader, I hope you have heard this story before, I hope it was told to you by a young woman whose hair was black, skin tanned and eyes that set you ablaze. Whose way of life is l...

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Picture the Past

Submitted to Contest #103

I can’t remember what I was looking for in the basement, but I’ll never forget what I found. It was in the jumble box; you know the one. There are boxes with books marked BOOKS, boxes of DVDs marked DVD’S and that one box full of emotional valuable rubbish, toys and silly souvenirs marked JUMBLE BOX. Under a plastic Big Ben and a participation trophy was the shimmering back side of a polaroid photo. On it, mum had scribbled Jasper and Victoria 1999. You know I’m Jasper, but what you should also know is, butterflies burst into flight as I rea...

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Away from Home

Submitted to Contest #77

The old wooden cabin bathed in a warm golden glow after Tim lit the last candle. The frosty blue light from the heavily falling snow outside was held at bay by the warm radiance coming from the candlelight and the crackling fireplace. A smile stretched over Tim’s lips only to be wiped away by Penelope pouring another glass of wine in the kitchen. As Tim walked over to the cupboard, he was about to say something, but swallowed it for the peace to continue. She emptied her glass and brought a steaming pot to the small wooden table in the middl...

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The Fight

Submitted to Contest #63

By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire, the warm colours whirled and scattered in the autumn breeze. Walking through them, I tried to catch one and as my hand closed, a gust of wind would pull them from my grasp. Shouts and cheers stole my attention, the boys had gathered in the schoolyard to watch the big fight. I approached the crowd; the smaller boys were at the back standing on their tippy toes to catch a glimpse of their champions. I tried to squeeze in for a closer look, but two boys turned. “Boys only!” “I just wanna w...

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