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Sharon Farnsworth

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2021

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Somewhere, Someone Must Have Seen Something

Sharon Farnsworth

Submitted to Contest #190

"Speak now." She felt her husband's nudge at her elbow, but the cameras' glare kept her attention on the flashing lights."Go ahead, Monica, speak now," someone said.She drew a breath and twisted the hankie in her lap, trying to gather the courage to speak."My name is Monica Hawkins, and this is my husband, Thomas. Our little girl Mandy is missing. It's been two days now, and I miss her so much." Monica took a deep breath in. Her tongue dragged across the roof of her mouth. Breathing through her nose made it worse. She needed a drink. He...

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So What's the Catch?

Sharon Farnsworth

Submitted to Contest #188

So What’s the Catch? he pondered. Ben Mattingly sat in a leather chair behind the impressive ball and claw mahogany desk that was passed down from grandfather Mattingly, a highly successful attorney in Columbia Heights, Washington D.C.. Ben was respectful of his grandfather’s reputation and knew the sacrifices he had made to make sure Ben enjoyed the finer things in life. Between the stacks of paper on the right, he felt for the pipe and lighter he left this morning before his doctor’s appointment. The tobacco pouch contained a special ...

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Pete's Big Speech

Sharon Farnsworth

Submitted to Contest #188

PETE’S BIG SPEECH Pete Dunbar was about to make his first speech on behalf of the Pac-More Luggage Company. He was new at the company and had already made such an impression on the big boss he was chosen to give the annual speech at the Victorian Hotel in downtown Cincinnati. He and his wife, Debbie, rehearsed the speech over and over every night during the week leading up to the event. They called Irma, Debbie’s mother, to take t...

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Father, Bradley Thinks He's Gay

Sharon Farnsworth

Submitted to Contest #186

FATHER, BRADLEY THINKS HE’S GAY Hold on, hold on, I’m coming. Hey Sista, c’mon in. Hey Bradley how are you? Okay I guess, what’s up? Not too much I just wanted to know what you were doing next week. You mean in terms of. . . I mean are you going to be around. You don’t have any out of town gigs do you? No, I guess I’ll be around, why? Hey, do you want some coffee? Yeah, I’d love some. Well it’s about mom. Darren and I are going to try to get away for a few days and I was wondering if...

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"Let Go,My Love. Let Go."

Sharon Farnsworth

Submitted to Contest #185

Dave built the potting shed out back the summer they moved into their new home. He shingled the roof to match the house and built flower boxes for the windows. He planted a Rose of Sharon bush nearby and put in a winding brick path. Dave wanted to make a special place for the love of his life.He was on his way home from work the night the tractor trailer ran a red light and hit his car broadside sending it across the intersection onto the front lawn and into the living room of the owner’s home.Luckily, they weren’t home so there were no...

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Dancing to Barry White

Sharon Farnsworth

Submitted to Contest #183

DANCING TO BARRY WHITE 1976 – One week after the Ali-Norton fight. It was one of those small neighborhood bars in Boston's South End. Seedy part of town. Inside was dark, back-lit bar, TV on the wall, neon liquor signs for decoration, a rack of nuts and chips on the far end by the ladies room. Older than dirt and only frequented by locals. So when the two walked in, everyone who could still see straight turned their head. Interest in the women was obvious. They took immediate command of the room as they sauntered down the ba...

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Moving Mountains

Sharon Farnsworth

Submitted to Contest #181

MOVING MOUNTAINS Nic and Pic and their ant colony recently moved but discovered their food source was depleting quicker than anticipated. Someone had to go look for food, and Nic and Pic were chosen. This was good news for them. They were over the moon with the idea of exploring. They hadn’t had new territory to explore in quite a long time, and looking for food presented the perfect opportunity. They began making plans.News spread throughout the colony there may be a mountain in the vicinity, so the two girls decided t...

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Bob, Warren, and the Rabbit's Foot

Sharon Farnsworth

Submitted to Contest #180

BOB, WARREN, AND THE RABBIT’S FOOTWarren came through the door of his apartment like a man on a mission. He threw his keys on the hall table and stomped across the room to his office chair. Disgusted, he slammed his briefcase on the desk and kicked off his brown laced shoes, then held his head in both hands.“What have I done with you, what have I done!”Bob, Warren’s Maine Coon cat sauntered over and sat across from Warren on the arm of the living room couch.&nb...

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Clarence and His Books

Sharon Farnsworth

Submitted to Contest #176

CLARENCE AND HIS BOOKS Clarence turned the lights off in the main room and slowly walked down the hallway, tired from the day’s work. It was exactly 9:00 PM, and his cleaning for today was finished. Well past retirement age, he worked only three hours a day, three days a week, keeping the books dusted and performing general maintenance duties - a far cry from his former high school physics teaching career. He was l...

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FRIENDS

Sharon Farnsworth

Submitted to Contest #119

FRIENDS I have no friends. I shouldn’t say that, I have one who lives far away. We don’t see each other often. I had friends, a lot when I was young, fewer as the years went by, and recently I lost what few remained through covid, cancer, and illnesses of aging. Friends fall off, like leaves in the autumn rain, slowly, one by one. I remember fondly the friends I’ve had throughou...

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Please Help, I've Lost My Friend

Sharon Farnsworth

Submitted to Contest #117

Please Help, I’ve Lost My FriendI raced into the elevator tapping fingers as we went down to the first floor. I rushed into daycare saying hello to everyone on the way in and on the way out. I gripped my boy’s hand as we ran through the parking garage trying to beat as many drivers as we could.My briefcase and pocketbook slid back and forth on the passenger seat as I drove up the ramp while winding the...

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If You Can't Promise, I Can't Tell You

Sharon Farnsworth

Submitted to Contest #115

Minnie: “Hello?” Ann: “Hi, it’s me, Ann." Minnie: “I’m getting ready to go to Chloe’s house. What’s up?” Ann: “I have something I want to tell you.” Minnie: “Okay, what is it?” Ann: “Well, I want to tell you, but first you have to promise me you won’t get mad.” Minnie: “What?” Ann: “Yes, promise me, or I can’t tell you.” Minnie: “I can’t promise something if I know what it’s about. I’m reasonable. I won’t get mad. Ann: “But promise.” Minnie: “You’re being ridiculous. Just tell me what it is. Hurry up, I don’t have mu...

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Dorothy's Winter of 1929

Sharon Farnsworth

Submitted to Contest #113

DOROTHY’S WINTER OF 1929 The evening before he died, Daniel O’Hara barged through the door, a dust-bowl storm of rage filling the room. Mary and the children watched wide-eyed, not breathing, waiting for his next move. Cowering in the corner of the kitchen, Dorothy saw her father’s face turn crimson red with violence and hate and knew someone in the room would be his victim, and most likely it would...

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