Jonathan Morris

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2022

Stories (5)

5 Stories

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“Bottled” by Jonathan Morris

Submitted to Contest #176

“Do you think it will work?” Lettie eyed the small bottle into which I was decanting a thin gray liquid from a small cauldron, roughly the volume of a large muskmelon. I was taking great care not to disturb the sediment that precipitated to the bottom of the cauldron as I slowly, carefully filled the bottle for Lettie. “It just looks like dirty water,” she grumbled, eyeing the coppers in her hand, payment for my services, and wondering if it was worth such a sum. I sighed, trying carefully not to break my concentration. “I assure you this is...

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“Time to Retire” by Jonathan Morris

Submitted to Contest #166

“I wish I had more time”. Claire stared out at the audience, a sea of people she barely knew. Claire had not wanted a retirement party. She had not wanted to retire. Claire was happy at the corporation. She had been happy there for the past 37 years. Claire had hoped she would die at her desk and not alone in her home. Claire did not fear dying but she did not like the thought of her body melting into her bed or the sofa as she slowly decomposed without anyone in the world having noticed or cared that she had gone. Not that she particularly ...

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“Returning Heroine” by Jonathan Morris

Submitted to Contest #164

All great quests begin and end in the same place, the heroine’s hometown. The heroine is compelled to take on a task that is larger than life. She reluctantly leaves and embarks on an epic journey full of thrills, dangers, ups, and downs. She then returns once more to the warm embrace of home and her loved ones, completing her adventure. The heroine recounts her tales and can live the rest of her days happily in the halls of her beloved home, in the company of those whom she loves. Tess tried to remember that as she rode the bus across the ...

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“Hidden Power” by Jonathan Morris

Submitted to Contest #161

At the far end of the garden there stood a stone wall whose ancient edifice was covered by creeping vines. A stately elm tree grew just outside the wall on the bank of a brook that ran East to West along the length of the property. Robert had often sat with his back against that wall in the shade of the stately elm, listening to the babble of the brook, while reading a favorite book. Unlike his school books, which he despised reading, the stories he read by the wall were full of adventure. They contained stories about boys...

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“Brother John a.k.a Greg Johnson” by Jonathan Morris

Submitted to Contest #142

The closure of the abbey was hard on all the brothers. But none felt the loss as deeply or more profoundly than Brother John. Brother John had been cloistered at St. Gabriel’s for the last 47 years and had been silent for the last 45. The Trappist monastery was an unusually quiet place for the then 19 year old Greg Johnson. Greg had been an outgoing and talkative boy. He was a talented athlete, popular with the girls in his high school, and enjoyed everything with youthful vigor and exuberance. Hiding just underneath the surface howev...

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