Trebor Mack

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2022

Stories (6)

6 Stories

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“Knockers” by Trebor Mack

Submitted to Contest #166

KnockersTwo prospectors in 1893 thought they had discovered something extraordinary when they found a small patch of ground in outback Western Australia. Today, it remains one of the world's richest gold deposits.Kalgoorlie-Boulder, 600 kilometres east of Perth, is famous for the Golden Mile that sparked Australia's greatest gold rush.Once considered the richest square mile on Earth, the Golden Mile has produced over 60 million ounces of gold.*The inland city, Kalgoorlie-Boulder (referred to as Kalgoorlie from here onwards), lies amongst stu...

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“Rude, Crude and Lewd” by Trebor Mack

Submitted to Contest #165

Rude, Crude and Lewd“MacLeod!”The old sergeant’s voice echoed along the passages of the cop shop as he jabbed his finger at me and continued. “How many times need I tell you? There is to be no farting in the office.”“Don’t shake your bloody head at me because I know it was you. Grab a radio and bugger off out on foot patrol. Don’t come back until you get the word from me. Have you got that?”“Yes, Sergeant.”I knew arguing with the grumpy ex-professional wrestler stood as much chance of success as me trying to piss into a gale. Sergeant Claire...

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“Brigadoon” by Trebor Mack

Submitted to Contest #164

Brigadoon“Where I come from, people don’t prattle on about committing suicide.”That’s me saying that. Listen and I’ll explain what I mean.One only has to watch the news each evening on the idiot box. When I say that, I’m referring to the free-to-air news channels. Viewers dub their sets idiot boxes because the news editor of each commercial channel is an idiot.They’d have to be a brick short of a load to approve the rubbish the channels spew. I’ll wager London to a brick (I love my bricks, eh?) that those little men get their rocks off by in...

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“Unwelcome Homecoming” by Trebor Mack

Submitted to Contest #164

Unwelcome Homecoming Jack Jones stood at the small service window of the police department’s Staff Office. He had come to hand in his police identity badge. After a thirty-year career in which he had achieved the rank of a commissioned officer, they had designated a cadet to receive him. A cadet, for f**** sake! “Where’s your boss? Tell him I wish to speak with him.” Jack needed to call on his willpower not to take out his frustration on the teenager. “He’s busy and not seeing anyone.” “I’m here to surrender my I.D. You can inform Superin...

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“Gone With the Wind” by Trebor Mack

Submitted to Contest #163

This story contains low-level racial overtones. Gone With the Wind Iain Macleod looked around the dinner table where eight stern faces focused elsewhere but at him and the new lady in his life, Hia. Of late, Iain, a general practice doctor, had returned from an overseas assignment with Médecins Sans Frontières, or Doctors Without Borders in English, an international humanitarian medical non-governmental organisation of French origin best known for its projects in conflict zones and countries affected by endemic diseases. Married, with tw...

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“Turkish Delight” by Trebor Mack

Submitted to Contest #162

“This menu looks interesting. I can’t understand most of it, so let us order the works and see how things pan out.” Jack handed the menu to Judy, who, after perusing the bill of fare, nodded in agreement. Jack and Judy were nearing the end of a Mediterranean cruise aboard the Sea Princess and enjoying a twenty-four-hour stoppage at the Cypriot port of Limassol. The young couple and most other passengers had opted for an off-ship excursion into the port’s city. As a result, Jack and Judy wandered the city’s streets until they came upon an ea...

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Author bio

Self-educated and writing for fun Any submissions I may make on this site stem from a real-life experiences.