Suzy Marsh

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“Day Into Night” by Suzy Marsh

Day Into Night Suzanne Marsh “We’re gonna have to pull up stakes here, move on. Money is so tight; I don’t think we can afford any crop. Last year the corn was destroyed by the damn hot sun. The creek has just about dried up now, we can’t irrigate the land without it.” Ma, me and my brother Jake, watched as Pa, with tears in his eyes went out the front door to begin of milkin “Bessie” the only cow that had survived the first year of what folks called the black blizzards. Times were tough back then, ole “Bessie” was the only way we could get ...

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“Up to the Challenge” by Suzy Marsh

   Up to the Challenge Suzanne Marsh January 2, 2023 I am ready to take on the challenge of losing twenty pounds in four weeks. I have the drive and determination to accept this challenge. I have registered at the local gym, made the necessary purchases at the health food store. I hate vegetables but I am going to learn to eat them, it will aid losing the weight easier. The local gym told me there are classes there that will assist me in my quest to shed the pounds. January 3, 2023 I went to the gym this morning after having...

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“Murder in the Polar Night” by Suzy Marsh

   Murder in the Polar Night Suzanne Marsh Shots rang out, Hanta fell to snow crusted ground bleeding profusely from the wound he had just incurred. He knew his death was coming rapidly. He raised himself up with what little strength he had left, pulled out a small piece of paper with the name” mason”. He could feel his fingers going colder and colder. His breathing was becoming labored, it would only be short while. He could hear heavy footsteps coming his way. Was this his murderer? He did not have the energy to look up, he ...

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“Where There Is Hope, There Is Life” by Suzy Marsh

   Where There Is Hope, There Is Life Suzanne Marsh Ashley Martin sat quietly, waiting for Doctor John Lafferty to enter. She had not been feeling like her usual self, so she decided it was time for her checkup. Ashley had a feeling in the pit of her stomach that there was something terribly wrong, she kept telling herself to remain calm. There was a light knock on the door of the examining room, then her physician entered, but there was no smile on his face, Fear was taking a foothold as he approached Ashley. Doctor John Laff...

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“Happy New Year” by Suzy Marsh

         Happy New Year Suzanne Marsh “Hey, come on, it’s time for the Rose Bowl Parade”. The house was still decorated for Christmas, as my dad and I rushed into the living room, we did not want to miss the Rose Bowl Parade. Mom, always loved to see what they did with all the flowers. The floats were spectacular, as we watched in awe, it was the first year for our family having a color television. The colors were vibrant, as we ohed and ahed at the reds and yellows, whites, every color of the rai...

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“The Spy Who Came In from the Rain” by Suzy Marsh

   The Spy Who Came in from the Rain Suzanne Marsh 28 June 1863 It was almost sunrise, the dark pink sky overhead, it was going to be another hot day. He rode in silence, as he always did. He was near Fredrick, Maryland, when he descends into a valley, then rides toward the mountains. He halts his horse as he dismounts, he tethers the horse, it would not do to have the horse get lose. He climbs up the craggy mountain, the slate gray rocks are slippery, he knows if he is to observe movements of the Union Army, he must do so in...

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“The Problem Car” by Suzy Marsh

   The Problem Car Suzanne Marsh The ring of the phone broke the unbearable silence at the car dealership. It was a Saturday morning; I was the only one there in parts. I answered the call: “Hello, this is parts how may I help you?’ A woman was calling for her husband, who was working on her car: “Yes, I need the whatsamajigger, that is next to the watchamacallit, that is attached to the dohicus next to the thingamajig.” For a moment I thought I needed someone to translate this gibberish, what country was she from anyway. I ha...

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“A Miserable Christmas” by Suzy Marsh

         A Miserable Christmas Suzanne Marsh The snow flurries began to tickle my nose, as I went up one row and down another in search of the “perfect tree”. The shape of the tree, the size, those were important. I wanted a ten-foot tree, all they had left were eight feet. I had to find a tree since I was hosting the annual Christmas party, at my home. The young man that was attempting to aid me in finding a tree must have thought I was some kind of old curmudgeon, somehow, I knew this Christmas ...

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“Christmas Ain't Fer Sissies” by Suzy Marsh

Christmas Ain’t Fer Sissies Suzanne Marsh The grizzled old man sat on the hard green wooden park bench, alone with his thoughts. He began to mutter to himself: ‘Christmas Ain’t for Sissy’s.’ It became his mantra each Christmas, for as long as he could remember. The older he became, the harder it was for him to remember why he hated Christmas. He had ridden the high plains for some forty years, he’d sat tall in the saddle, riding fence on the SPECIAL K RANCH. He’d never married, although most women considered him handsome, he preferred to b...

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“Chicken Fried Steak and Jesse James” by Suzy Marsh

   Chicken Fried Steak and Jesse James Suzanne Marsh I was seated by a lovely young waitress dressed in costume of the 1880’s. This was my first visit to the Stagecoach Inn, Salado, Texas. I have a vivid imagination and had heard about the James Gang being fed here and hiding in caves beneath the structure. The waitress began reciting the menu, when she got to hush puppies and chicken fried steak, I knew I had to have those for dinner, then recommended a “strawberry kiss”. I had never heard of this so like any good reporter I ...

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“The Last Farewell” by Suzy Marsh

   The Last Farewell Suzanne Marsh March 12, 1943 “Blessed are you, Lord our God, Ruler of the Universe, how has sanctified us with his commandments and favored us and given us in love favor his hold Shabbat as an inheritance, as a remembrance of the act of creation.” There was a great sadness in our household that evening, I did not understand what was happening, but I did know that something that had to do with the SS and where we lived, in Krakow, Poland. My mother Sarah had prepared the challah, clear chicken soup and matz...

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Author bio

I began writing stories when I was about twelve or thirteen and have been writing off and on since then. I have published two books. I have two daughters, ten grandchildren and eleven great grandchildren. I enjoy writing and story telling.