Sue Marsh

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2019

Stories (137)

137 Stories

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“Nuts” by Sue Marsh

Submitted to Contest #77

Nuts Suzanne Marsh Okay, so I don't have to be nuts to be heading into the Allegheny Mountains, it no doubt would have been better if I were. I needed a place to finish the ending of my newest book: Forty and Loving It. Then I remembered a hunting cabin that my family has used since the very early sixties. I called my dad: "Hey son, what's up?" "Not much Dad, but I was thinking that maybe I could use the cabin in Ellicottville. I need to finish the ending before the publisher decides to cancel the entire book." "Sure son, but you might wan...

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“Save My Child” by Sue Marsh

Submitted to Contest #76

Save My Child Suzanne Marsh "Sue, Sue hurry! The Mexicans are upon us. Grab the babe, hand her up to me then jump on the horse behind me." "Almeron, go, go! I see the dust toward the south." "Yeah, Sue those are the Mexicans!" "Why can't I stay at Musquez house, I know we would be safe there." "Sue, Santa Ana is nearing, if he found you or the babe or both he would kill you. You both are safer in the Alamo. We have a room in the chapel. Please don't make such a fuss. There are other women in the Alamo. You'll make friends. Sue, we are going ...

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“The New Years Resolution” by Sue Marsh

Submitted to Contest #75

The New Years Resolution Suzanne Marsh She sat quietly; knowing that she needed to learn to drive. She had avoided it for almost fifteen years. Her husband kept telling her it would be easier if she drove, she would have to walk almost two miles to work. That was all well and good but she preferred to walk. They toasted the New Year in. She looked into his baby blue eyes: "My New Year's resolution is to learn to drive this year. Will you teach me?" He smiled into her beautiful brown eyes: "Ah, that is great...

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“Ten Days to Hell or Health” by Sue Marsh

Submitted to Contest #74

Ten Days to Hell or Health Suzanne Marsh January 1, 2021 Dear Journal, Tomorrow I begin a new diet. Yes, I know I say that every year, and I fail miserably. Not this year, I am determined to take off at least ten pounds in ten days. How you may ask. Simple the No Sugar No Carb diet. I am also going to begin to exercise. This will be a first for the couch potato queen. You can bow to me later, after I complete the diet. The diet looks easy enough the exercise I am not so sure about. Somehow, I think I should have done this thirty years ago in...

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“The Merry Christmas Bird” by Sue Marsh

Submitted to Contest #73

The Merry Christmas Bird Suzanne Marsh "You're going to give her a what for Christmas? Vic, she is six years old! Do you seriously think she can take care of a parakeet? Vic, gave me one of his cockeyed grins: "Lori, we can call the parakeet Merry Christmas, Ali will enjoy the bird, maybe she can teach it to talk." Lori looked him right in the eye; "Look Vic, I have already flushed enough fish down the toilet to stock Lake Michigan. Remember the frog, when it got loose, who was it that had to catch it again...it sure wasn't you, it was me!...

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“Death of an Innocent” by Sue Marsh

Submitted to Contest #72

Death of an Innocent Suzanne Marsh Blue and red lights flashed into the foggy night. The once quiet street abuzz with sounds. Sounds that no one wanted to hear; police on the street meant something horrible happened. The first patrol car called in a murder. Several moments later a black Chevy Suburban pulled up, brakes grinding to a halt. Lou Myers, a twenty year veteran of the force alighted from the vehicle. He hated murder scenes; most murders were senseless. Lou, strode over to Patrolman Patrick Haggarty: "What have we got Pat?" "Lou, lo...

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“The Christmas WPA Cake” by Sue Marsh

Submitted to Contest #71

The Christmas WPA Cake Suzanne Marsh December 25th, 2001 "You want me to make the what from memory? Are you insane? I haven't made a WPA since I was twelve. I don't remember what goes in it. Grandma taught Mom to make it and she taught each of us. That was a long time ago. What if I can't remember? Then what? Your Dad and my Mom and Dad are going to be here at five, it is one now. I thought you you were going to make a box chocolate cake with chocolate frosting." Tara Martin, she knew she could convince her husband George, there was nothin...

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“Meg's Crazy Cookie Project” by Sue Marsh

Submitted to Contest #71

Meg's Crazy Cookie Project Suzanne Marsh Trinity, Texas 2000 "This meeting will now come to order. The first order of business on our agenda is the 4H horse barn. The horse barn desperately needs to be replaced, it is beyond hammer and nail repair it has been for several years now. Since no bank is willing to touch the repairs our only alternative is to raise one hundred thousand dollars for a new barn, that is not inclusive of labor and materials. Does anyone have any suggestions?" Meg thought for several minutes; she remembered reading abo...

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“Loss and Atonement” by Sue Marsh

Submitted to Contest #70

Suzanne Marsh Shots rang out somewhere down the lonely alley. Juan Garza fell to the ground gasping for breath. Miguel Torres bent down over Juan trying to protect them both. Suddenly another shot rang out both boys died within moments of each other. Police Detective Matt Green was first on the scene; his heart sank as he recognized both boys. Juan Garza was fifteen he and his brother Tomas belonged to the “Los Toros” gang. Miguel Torres fifteen was working with Matt to clear Juan’s name and to keep him out of prison. Matt decided as soo...

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“Mama's Dinner Suprise” by Sue Marsh

Submitted to Contest #69

Mama’s Dinner Surprise Suzanne Marsh “Mama, come on, please hurry it up! They are almost set up for your segment of the dinner.” Our family was determined to enjoy our ‘normal’ family Thanksgiving, with or without our all being together. COVID19 was not going to ruin our day or meal. Mama, who absolutely hated having her picture taken had reluctantly agreed to a video chat. She wanted to be part of the dinner, but seemed somewhat confused as to how this was going to happen, until she saw the camera, video. “Oh no, oh hell no, I am not ...

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“Journey to Fate” by Sue Marsh

Submitted to Contest #68

Journey to Fate Suzanne Marsh It had been twenty four years since she’d last seen it but the place looked exactly the same. Sally Miles dressed in her best silk dress, sat quietly on the steam locomotive, hating the cinders blowing on her dress; into her eyes. She had no real desire to return to Fate but it was something only she could do. Her brother Sam had become a notorious bank robber, her fate was Madam of the best brothel in New York City. Why, she questioned herself was she returning to her shack of a home, here in Fate. The answer...

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“The Legend of the Goldenrod” by Sue Marsh

Submitted to Contest #67

The Legend of the Goldenrod By Suzanne Marsh 12 October 1216                “King John, a messenger has arrived from your brother Richard.”                “Well, don’t leave the man standing there bring him in.                “Your majesty; King Richard has returned from the Holy Land. Here is the missive. &nbs...

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“Now Is The Time” by Sue Marsh

Submitted to Contest #66

Now Is The Time Suzanne Marsh 1165 The loud whoop resounded across the squalid hut; now was his time. His Mother told him at the tender age of seven that he was not Jock's son but the bastard son of Richard, Earl of Dundee. Arrangements had been made for John to become a Page in Dundee Castle. Richard, paced his rooms, he had fulfilled his promise to Gwendolyn. He was not exactly sure how he planned to inform his present wife, Anne of the presence of John. He had been young and feel in love with Gwendolyn, she got herself in the fami...

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“Night at the Crypt” by Sue Marsh

Submitted to Contest #65

Night at the Crypt Suzanne Marsh Jack Baptiste was casually toward the group of tourists. It was almost Halloween, in fact it was a day away. Jack watched two of the tourists more closely, they looked like easy prey. They appeared to be brothers, so much the better. He had something in mind, a ploy he used every Halloween, it guaranteed him at least an extra five hundred dollars. He strode over toward the two young men: “Hallo, my name is Jean Baptiste, I am a great great grandson of Marie Laveau. I know that you visited her grave on you...

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“Return to Garrison Manor” by Sue Marsh

Submitted to Contest #64

Return to Garrison Manor Suzanne Marsh The old wrought iron gate creaked open as I entered. It had been ten years since I last set foot in Garrison Manor. I still had a mile to walk before I arrived at the carved mahogany door. I walked slowly, I was in no hurry to arrive at the main house. I had been summoned home by my brother Mac, why? I have no idea. I trudged on. I took a deep breath, as I faced the two welcoming gargoyles. The main house was built in 1866 by my great Grandfather. It had fallen into disrepair since my Father took over. ...

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Author bio

Suzanne has been a writer since she began journaling at the age of 13. She has written two books: My Life as a Professional Seat Cover, which is about her adventures on a big rig and saw all lower 48 states. Up for Grabs is a science fiction story about a nuclear holocaust, how nanobots are used to clean up the nuclear waste and how the world changes.