John Rutherford

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2023

Stories (30)

30 Stories

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“Chiromancers” by John Rutherford

Submitted to Contest #244

Harry Fellows was a decent man. Normally, a law-abiding citizen, but when he discovered he could obtain his “chirophoto” (a photo image of his hand) illegally, he didn’t hesitate one second. In Harry’s world a “chirophoto” was the most important piece of identification, taken at birth, and again at twenty years old for every single citizen of earth. It was owned by the state, no citizen could possess this important piece of personal identification, and only highly trained Chiromancers were allowed to review and analyze the “chirophoto”, ther...

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“A blessing’s curse.” by John Rutherford

Submitted to Contest #243

“That’s it! I’m downing tools! It’s the last straw, the straw that broke the camel’s back!” said Silver Flash.“Yep. These people, so-called human beings, these supposedly bees’ knees of a species on planet earth, have got my goat.” Replied Golden Fleece equally agitated.Both Unicorns were sitting on the knoll of the hill, under the shade of a stout, but squat English Oak tree, their shining coats glimmered in the sunlight. Silver Flash’s coat of glistening silver and purple, and Golden Flash’s matt black with a golden mane and tail. Unicorns...

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“De Nachtwacht” by John Rutherford

Submitted to Contest #242

Breaking News – Missing figures from RijksmuseumReporter Daan StampReporting for Amsterdam GazetteThe world and this reporter are shocked to the core, with the breaking news announcement that certain figures are missing from the Rijksmuseum world famous collection. The Director of the Rijksmuseum, Amsterdam’s famous building and collection of precious masterpieces of art, Mevrouw Lembrandt, stood on the front steps of the building after calling upon the world’s press to make this groundbreaking news announcement today, this morning at 10:00,...

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“Gloria” by John Rutherford

Submitted to Contest #241

They liked to share these idyllic quiet moments, in front of the mirrored dressing table, George combing Georgina’s hair. It was something soothing, calming, and therapeutic, a necessary and intimate ritual, an important part of their relationship, which they had been doing together since they couldn’t remember, certainly since childhood. In complete silence - never a word spoken, Georgina in a catatonic state of mind, completely immobile, a trance-like state. George slowly, softly, gently glides the brush through her long tresses of hair. T...

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“Something in the Wind” by John Rutherford

Submitted to Contest #240

Sexual themes, crude language.“Skinny Cap, please!” I said to the overworked girl, trying to keep up with the long waiting queue of customers, each morning. She always struggled, sometimes alone, but always with a friendly smile, the whirlwind of arms and hands playing the barista coffee machine in perfect allegro time like a musical maestro, but without the rapturous watching awe of the listening audience, except, that is, until the cup of the frothy nectar was placed on the counter.“Here’s to my numbe...

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“It's raining cats and dogs” by John Rutherford

“It’s still raining cats and dogs.”, said Sally in a matter-of-fact manner, as though it was an everyday experience. “Good – are you ready?” replied Stuart. They were sheltering under the awning of the house in Kansas, the large family house, white painted shutters, with a grey roof. The awning was erected on top of the front stoop, where chairs, a rocking love-nest swing come settee, and...

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“Newton's cradle” by John Rutherford

Submitted to Contest #239

Something was wrong. Fatally wrong. He couldn’t grasp the reason for his anxiousness.As Clive stepped onto the platform at precisely 06:05 and 35 seconds waiting for his early morning commuter train, something was wrong, he thought. Something was not right. In those moments in his life, his mind concentrated on an image of Newton’s cradle, it was idle, motionless, the big brass orbs, dangling from the brass cradle, all were stationary, passive and still, but there was a sense of anticipation, the orbs were oscillating in...

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“Rachel” by John Rutherford

Submitted to Contest #238

(anti-semitic sentiments mentioned)Rachel’s daydreaming was suddenly brought to an abrupt end.The door opened with force, and standing in the doorway was her daughter Rosemary. She was ushered in by Inspector David, this was his idea of grandstanding to break whatever was going on with the pair.“Now, one of you two is lying, or has made a false statement, one of you is going to pay for what you have done here.” The inspector easily stood taller over the two women.“I’ll give you some time alone, for you both to align your stories, then I want...

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“Pillow Talk - Hot Legs Sandwich” by John Rutherford

Submitted to Contest #237

(Sexual content) “Move your leg slightly.” “Huh?” “Move your leg slightly, so I can put my feet between your legs, open them slightly, that’s it. Great!” “Huh?” “I need the warm bit, there. It’s like a hot legs sandwich, your legs are the bread, and my feet are the tasty filling inside. Much better than a hot water bottle. More cozy.” ...

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“Der Mauer” by John Rutherford

Submitted to Contest #236

He placed the shiny black vinyl record on the turntable, like an art dealer would place a valuable fragile object d’art in front of a potential buyer. With equal care like a surgeon making an incision with a tiny scalpel, he carefully placed the stylus at the very edge of the plastic vinyl record, the sudden hiss of the loudspeakers startled the silence, as the stylus connected to the minuscule grove on the edge of the spinning vinyl record.He sat back in the armchair, equal distance between the two large sentinel speake...

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“Abyssinia” by John Rutherford

Submitted to Contest #235

Abyssinia – the region of the world where the best long-distance runners can be found. But Abesha cannot run, the young boy is dying of starvation. A young child aged between seven and ten years old needs a daily average of 1800 calories per day to stay healthy. A calorie is a unit of energy or heat that can be measured in different ways. In nutrition, calories refer to the energy peo...

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“Bheka” by John Rutherford

How much is time worth? Josh thought. His life was coming to an end, and he had to make a decision. It was a decision opposite to a win-win situation, but an important decision in his dwindling life. The young enthusiastic doctor was giving him hope, where there was none to give. It was a gamble, the doctor’s proposal, it made Josh ponder, how much is time worth? If he gained an extra day, how would he sp...

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“What happened to Laika?” by John Rutherford

Submitted to Contest #233

It’s deprivation (drought) of many things, tests performed on the cosmonauts and space dogs during the Vostok missions. Part of the book – Bella – A karmic legacy.Rui was trapped inside the cockpit of the Yak-3 trainer, the aircraft was out of control, flames were leaping from the engine, the heat inside the cockpit was unbearable, the engine had stalled, exploded, and now the propeller was idle, he pulled on the ejector lever, but the canopy of the cockpit refused to budge. The flames, the black oily smoke was surroundi...

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“Aurora Fugacior Borealis - Elusive Northern Lights” by John Rutherford

Peering through the rear taxi window, you could see a glow coming from the inside on the back seat of the taxi, as it pulled into the small hotel car park. It was an outline of a person, but it was incandescent – a strange alien phosphorescence. The glow was like a hazy aura surrounding the profile, much more illuminating than anything powered by electricity, the light was different, this was a luminescence from chemical...

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“PRINCE” by John Rutherford

Submitted to Contest #227

Under the shelter of the old wooden wagon, peering between the wooden spokes of the wheel, caked in mud that had hardened by the freezing temperatures, the dark cold icy scene outside the crude shelter was flecked with falling snow flurries. Prince felt the bitter cold creeping inside his fur, there was no shelter from the wind, the snow flurries falling like sifted icing sugar over the black sticky mud, imagined in his ...

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Author bio

MY NEW WEBSITE https://johnrutherfordbooks.com/ Breaking News - First Adult Novel will be available in paperback Summer 2024 - for more information go to my website link above. It has always been a passion of mine to write. This is the right time in my life to sit down and pick up the pen. After years of traveling like a gypsy around this beautiful planet we all have the privilege to experience each day, I started to write down, children’s stories, mythical stories, stories that are inspired by poems, Chicken Soup stories, and stories from my adventurous past. It’s time in my life to be creative, and to use my imagination. I hope you find some pleasure in my scribblings, and dear readers, thank you for your time. Kindly provide your feedback. With the first step taken, like a lot of my life, I don’t have any idea where the journey will take me. Drop me a line or two, always welcome to receive messages on jrutherford1952@gmail.com Copyright © 2023-24 John Rutherford - All Rights Reserved. Using content without written permission is prohibited. Now published Children's stories on Amazon. brands so far, with Ebooks, and one Paperback. BELLA Adult genre later in 2024. MADOOREE - THE WORLD OF KLIM & MAREC MAGIC GARDEN - LENINSKY PROSPECT BASIL - FIREMAN DRAGON MYNEWTA - HUMMINGBIRD FOBIA FORCE (NEW) IDIOMS (NEW) https://www.amazon.com/stores/John-Rutherford/author/B0BW7MXV24