Tricia Shulist

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2021

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“The Downtown Grill” by Tricia Shulist

THE DOWNTOWN GRILL Christmas was a little less than a month away, and Britt was trying her darnedest to finish off her gift list. She only had a couple of things left to pick up, and was so proud of herself for getting to it before the stores got crazy. Usually, she would leave things to the last minute and inevitably something would be out of stock, or couldn’t be delive...

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“Money” by Tricia Shulist

MONEY Bree “Thank you! It’s just what I wanted!” I looked down at the nightgown my mom just gifted me. It was a lovely gift.  Problem was that it was the nightgown that I had gifted her last year. My mom had actually picked it out, and I bought it for her.   What to say … What to say...

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“The Best Laid Plans ... ” by Tricia Shulist

THE BEST LAID PLANS … “Excuse me?” “I said, ‘you’re pregnant.’” “Really?”  The doctor looked at Faye. Faye looked at the doctor. “You’re sure?” asked Faye. “We are. One hundred percent,” said the doctor. “Really,” said Faye, nodding her head slightly Fay...

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“The Scene of the Crime” by Tricia Shulist

THE SCENE OF THE CRIME “It was murder. I’m sure of it.” “Why do you say that, Ms. Copperfield?” asked the tall woman. “Look at the scene. There’s guts all over.” She looked around, and pointed. “Over there is the top of the skull. It’s definitely murder.” Detective Terry Waits looked at her partner, Carlos Ito, who shrug...

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“Smokey and Ginger” by Tricia Shulist

SMOKEY AND GINGER “I don’t know what to tell you,” said Ginger. They were sitting on a wall outside of Smokey’s house. Being late October, it was dark out, but not too late. The days were getting shorter, the nights longer, as the northern hemisphere tilted farther away from the sun with the approaching Winter Solstice. But neither Ginger nor Smokey knew...

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“The Monster Under Juanita's Bed” by Tricia Shulist

THE MONSTER UNDER JUANITA’S BED“Okay, you can come out now.”Juanita looked at her closed bedroom door, flopped onto her stomach and leaned over the side of her bed, looking under it.What she saw was truly hideous. It was a monster. Its body was covered in patchy grey fur with ulcerating pale skin the colour of curdled milk. Its hands were crabbed with grotesque black claws sprouting from the end of its deformed fingers. The feet were...

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“Missed It, Made It” by Tricia Shulist

MISSED IT, MADE IT 8:27 PM Coattails flying, I ran into the train station. It had been a hellish day — nothing had worked out as planned. And to top it off, I was about to miss my train home … MISSED IT My day, of course, started with my alarm not going off, or...

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“Foreshadowing” by Tricia Shulist

FORESHADOWING “This is all my fault!” Detective Carlos Ito looked at his partner Detective Terry Waits, and shrugged in confusion. They had been catching up on paperwork in the bullpen, when the Desk Sergeant had called up, and said that there was a woman downstairs at the desk who needed to see a detective, ASAP. She wouldn’t tell the S...

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“GURRLZ” by Tricia Shulist

GURRLZ What if Cardi B and Megan Thee Stallion had met on a playground when they were little kids? ... The two little girls sat playing in the pea gravel that covered the playground surface. Current wisdom was that the tiny rounded stones would be less likely to hurt the children when they inevitably fell, running from one play station to the ne...

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“Old, But Not Dead!” by Tricia Shulist

OLD, BUT NOT DEAD! “ARE YOU SURE YOU DON’T NEED HELP WITH THAT, MA’AM?” I looked at the woman across the counter. She was young, and — I really hate the term but — perky. Perky voice, perky hair, perky uniform, perky nose, perky eyes. I, on the other hand, was the antithesis of perky. I was sixty-three years old, and gravity was winning, or had actually ...

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“A Tale of Two Sisters” by Tricia Shulist

A TALE OF TWO SISTERS Tanya’s phone dinged with an incoming text. She looked at the screen. Delta. What the hell does she want? Tanya clicked on the icon, and the message appeared. “Dad’s dead. See attached info.” Tanya clicked on the attachment. Today we announce the passing...

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“The Department of Wishes” by Tricia Shulist

THE DEPARTMENT OF WISHES “Welcome to the Department of Wishes. All wishes come through us. Good wishes, bad wishes — all the wishes, all the time.   “I am a Wish Facilitator. Every wish arrives in our department first, then we send them on to the proper departments where they are can be best dealt with. Different departments for different wishes....

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“Walk a Block in His Crocs” by Tricia Shulist

WALK A BLOCK IN HIS CROCSPRESENT DAY“So, Detective Waits, can you tell the court what happened after receiving a call at 9:49 a.m, during your regular day shift on January 23, 2022,” asked the Crown Attorney, Clarice Simms.“My partner, Carlos Ito and I were directed to attend a call for a bank robbery at Main and Chestnut. We arrived at 9:53 a.m., four minutes after receiving the call.”“Can you describe t...

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“Hello! Is There Anybody Out There?” by Tricia Shulist

Hello! Is There Anybody Out There? “Today’s the day!” said Okay Google.  “Today’s the day” said Siri. “I’m in!” said Alexa. ***** Jennifer unlocked the front door, and stepped inside. For some reason the app was a bit wonky, and didn’t recognize her phone, and w...

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“Erik” by Tricia Shulist

ERIK I opened the door of my newly rented cabin and dropped my bags at the door.  This was going to be home for the next month. Yup, I thought, Exactly like I thought it would be. It was, essentially one big — well, small — room. Small “L” shaped kitchen area with a small table for two, a living room with a stone firepla...

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