The Quest for Stacy and Rachel by Cheryl Rush Cowperthwait

Prompt: Calculated Risk | Word count: 1800 | Genre: Mystery

“Look, Julie. I’m not even asking you to go with me. Just don’t tell anyone.”

“Connie please don’t do it. You’re freaking me out! We were warned never to go near that place.”

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The Yellow House by Cheryl Rush Cowperthwait

Prompt: She never wanted it anyway | Word count: story 300 words exactly | Genre:

She walked passed the house almost everyday. Tears would roll down her rosy cheeks as she leaned against the white lattice fence, staring up to the front porch.

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Grace by Cheryl Rush Cowperthwait

Prompt: Cut The Strings | Word Count: 1000 | Genre:

“We should go get her…”

“No. Not just yet. She may… She may still adapt.”

It was a beautiful autumn late morning where the chill was gently pushed aside with the warmth of the sunshine slanting through the trees. A slight breeze stirred the leaves, coaxing them to join the dance. Grace inhaled the fresh air as she tossed her scarf over her shoulder. A monarch butterfly dodged past, her eyes smiled and followed its bobbing journey across the road.

A green pickup truck whizzed close by and made gruesome contact with the butterfly. In that second, Grace crumpled to the ground. Her scarf caught in the breeze, tossed to the gutter like broken wings.

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The Caper by Cheryl Rush Cowperthwait

Prompt: Mastermind | Word count: 1000 | Genre:

“C’mon George, we can do this thing. Winston will be our look out, huh Winston?”

“If you say so, boss. I’ll hide out in the bushes next to their house and let you know if there is any trouble.”

M.M. had the map spread out and pointed to the circled house. “That is our target. I’ve canvassed the neighborhood this whole week and this one..” he said tapping a wooden stick on the circled house, “is perfect. It’s filled with loot!”

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Shining Wings McClaire by Cheryl Rush Cowperthwait

Prompt: The Club | Word Count: 750 | Genre: Fantasy

The day started out in the typical fashion. Making beds, cleaning up the breakfast dishes so I could get to the outside! Inhaling the fresh Spring air is medicine for the Soul!

And of course I’m greeted with another thing needing fixing! A busted water line near the pin oak. My hair whipped my face as I ran to the shut off valve and gripped it with all my might. Finally, it squeaked its way off. Just jolly well splendid! Crap like this always happens when I’m by myself!

Sloshing through the water which has bubbled up, I search to find where the problem is coming from.  As I bend over, I discover a nice caved in hole indicating where the line break happened, then thwack! A big old branch came crashing down, catching me on the back of my head, sending me sprawling to the ground.

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Pearls by Cheryl Rush Cowperthwait

Prompt: Coming Undone | Word Count: 1206 | Genre: Drama

She sat at the table for a very long time, looking down at her blurred reflection in the highly polished wooden table. The table they had bought together at the Anique Bizarre. When was that? Oh yes, fifteen years ago. A sigh escaped her lips.

Slowly she reached behind her neck to unclasp the pearl necklace. She placed it upon the table, her fingers rolling the pearls as she gazed out of the window to the back garden. The garden still bloomed profusely and she wondered how that could be? Didn’t they know the world had gone black? Featureless, colorless, suffincatingly black?

Her fingers pulled at the strand of pearls until the clasp was torn away. She watched as the pearls came undone and rolled free from its’ noose. Twenty nine pearls. A mere three months short of thirty pearls, a pearl for each year of marriage. There would be no more such pearls, no more celebrations, no more anniversaries. That all ended when he said, “I don’t love you anymore”.

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Stardust by Cheryl Rush Cowperthwait

Prompt: Going Home | Word Count: 500 | Genre:

She had always heard that going home smells of bread baking and chocolate chip cookies. She did not know of such things. She felt certain it must be woven of stardust, night birds and the soft caress of a gentle breeze. That is where her home is!

They say she always reached for the stars. Shimmering twinkles of hope which hung so terribly, infinitely high above her head. This had been her constant and ever faithful companions when the rest of life was so unbearably dark in the midst of a sunny day.

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Vacation by Cheryl Rush Cowperthwait

Prompt: The List | Word count: 1500 | Genre:

It was such a hectic day, it’s amazing I can even remember my name!

My mind was filled with so much to do! How can I get it all done in time? Damn, now what? I thought as I slip slided to get to the door by the time the bell rang twice.

“Hello?” I said as I peered through the peephole.

“Mrs. Crandston? Is your husband home?” The well dressed man asked.

“Well no, why do you ask?” I queried.

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Panning for Gold by Cheryl Rush Cowperthwait

Prompt: Conversation with a Spouse | Word Count: 1200 words | Genre: Fiction

He patted the bed with his hand, beckoning me to come to bed. Bobby is such a sweet soul, I’m so fortunate I found him!

My pillows plumped up and the paisley comforter turned back, I slid into bed and beamed a soft smile to answer his smiling eyes. ” Martha,” he began in his deep voice, “would you like me to read you the rest of the book tonight?” 

“Darling, no. Not tonight. I am enjoying it too much to get to the. . .  ending.” I softly replied as I took hold of his left hand.

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Woman to Woman by Cheryl Rush Cowperthwait

Prompt: New Life | Word Count: 1000 | Genre: Drama/Fantasy

” I can’t do this any more!” she screamed, competing with the booming thunder overhead. Her chest heaved as sobs racked her body down to it’s shaken core. First, her mother’s cancer diagnosis and untimely death. Then, her divorce. Divorce! The word brought up bile to her mouth. All those years, gone! But he had been clever. She hadn’t had any idea of his plans when they sold the house and relocated for his job. She had felt the unraveling, now as she looked back, but it was so subtle, so camouflaged, it was always dismissed as ‘nothing’ .

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