Tim Benson

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2020

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“The Reckoning” by Tim Benson

“The Reckoning” The Trailside Diner looked like so many small, nondescript cafes that dot the highways all over the country; white clapboard siding, an asphalt shingle roof and a tired old neon sign that was barely bright enough to read. Mark was only a few steps inside the entrance when a sturdily built red haired woman with a black apron wrapped around ample hips walked u...

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“Just Trying to Help” by Tim Benson

“Just Trying to Help” The Tuesday crowd at Rocco’s was smaller than usual and Manny wondered why. While other bars relied on drink specials and gimmicks to attract customers Rocco’s simply gave the patrons good service and a good pour. There was a regular mix of young and old, blue collar and white. Maybe it was old school but it was also a comfortable place to han...

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“Off the Grid” by Tim Benson

“Off the Grid” THURSDAY JULY 15th The only indication that there had been a power failure was the sound of the emergency generator kicking on, the soft hum of its engine audible even through the back wall of the house.. When Brad looked at the clock on the nightstand it was blinking at twelve o’clock so he knew something was wrong. Gr...

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“The Burgh” by Tim Benson

“The Burgh” That’s the thing about Pittsburgh, it seems like the last place anyone would build a city. It’s three rivers flowing through steep hills and deep ravines and surrounded by even higher hills. Any sizable tracts of level ground are scattered among steep terrain and along the edges of the rivers. Whoever that first person was who stood there, looked around and thou...

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“The Blue Book” by Tim Benson

“The Blue Book” It had been six months since Andy had been built. He hated it when people used that term but it was an accurate way to describe his situation. After four years of secret research and experiments a small, privately-owned medical research lab called Life Tech had created a human-like android. Andy’s formal name was Andrew and it seemed strange to him that the ...

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“Navigator” by Tim Benson

“Navigator” “Geez, Charlie, when I told you to find us a car I meant something that would get us there and back not a piece of crap like this. Where’d you find it?” “I got it at the Circle K. The guy left it running when he went into the store and I was standing right there and I figured it was easier than trying to hot-wire another c...

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“The Valentine Cabin” by Tim Benson

“The Valentine Cabin” It sounded like a good idea at the time. A week at Aspen Ridge Ski Lodge would have cost an arm and a leg but when Alex searched VRBO online and found a quaint little cabin in the same area he jumped at the chance to rent it. The website photos showed a rustic wood cabin in a forest clearing and the captions used words ...

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“The Secret” by Tim Benson

“The Secret” SUNDAY 11:14 PM “You know, Larry, that’s pretty damn good work if I do say so myself.” “Yeah, I suppose so but I don’t think we should be standing out in the open patting ourselves on the back like this. We got everything back in the truck so let’s get outta here.” “I know, but it just looks...

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“Hiding in the Family Tree” by Tim Benson

  “Hiding in the Family Tree”   It had been about three years since I’d tried what thousands of other curious people had; I’d bought a home DNA kit and traced my family’s history. It was just an effort to satisfy my curiosity and find out more about my roots than I’d been told growing up. A couple of my friends tried it and said it was an amazing experience to learn details of ancestors they never knew exi...

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“Conversation Starter” by Tim Benson

“Conversation Starter” Maybe it was from watching too many episodes of CSI on television or all of the crime and detective movies he’d seen, but the crime scene that Aaron had walked through that Monday morning was disappointing. There was no dead body, no signs of a struggle and no missing cash. The only indications that a crime had been committed at all was the r...

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“Keep this to Yourself” by Tim Benson

“Keep this to Yourself” Most people deal with it at some point in their lives and usually more than once. It’s one of those times when someone walks up to you, glances around and then leans in and says something like, “Hey, I just heard something and you can’t tell a soul.” Some people react with the thought, “Why in hell do you want to tell...

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“A Walk in the Hereafter” by Tim Benson

“A Walk in the Hereafter” It’s taking a lot longer than I thought it would. Of course, there’s no guidebook for dead people, at least as far as I know. After three months I’m still trying to get used to being dead. Even using that word is hard to adapt to. When death comes, people use terms like “He passed away” or “He’s in a better place”. It makes them feel bette...

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“The Family Business” by Tim Benson

“The Family Business” The moment he’d first laid eyes on the house John knew it would be perfect for them. Having grown up in England he’d always loved the Italianate style homes along the coast and this one was a perfect example; two and a half stories with painted siding, shutters flanking tall, narrow windows, and his favorite feature, a ...

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“There's Change in the Air” by Tim Benson

“There’s Change in the Air” To most people the beautiful colors of the autumn foliage are best viewed from a forest path or the shores of a mountain lake. But they’re wrong, flat wrong. The best view of autumn leaves is from the top of a tree or the edge of someone’s chimney. Of course you have to be a bird to pull that off because branches are small and roofs are ...

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“Past, Present, Past” by Tim Benson

“Past, Present, Past” Charlie hadn’t expected to run into the long stretch of yellow construction tape strung between the trees. There were a few clouds in the sky but there was enough moonlight to see that the tape was wrapped around the entire property. He’d parked his car a block away and it was under a group of trees that hid it from the streetlights. He stood under a l...

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