Sara pricked her finger arranging the roses and gasped. Pain still surprised her.
Since her most recent retrofit, Sara’s existence had been forever altered. Her service to the good doctor had been routine, until he had gifted her with the ability to feel, which would probably lead to his death.
Mary spends winters living on a 35-foot sailboat in Florida and summers in Ontario. A wanderer by fate, she embraces photography, writing, acting, and fitness coaching as opportunities present themselves.
I shouldn’t be here, he thought.
But the physicians marveled at him. “Ship broke in atmo?” “How many procedures?” “The team outdid themselves.”
No one asked the marvel whether he wanted saving—without legs, arms, jaw, or sight. So, the marvel sat in his case—talked at, rotated for sores.
It can be difficult, deciding to abandon research, but not in this case. The experiment had produced competing clusters, no cohesive whole.
With regret, He set in motion events that would return the experiment to its starting materials; eastern light began its final crawl down the skyline of New York.
Kevin works in a lab by day and ponders various avocations by night. This is his first submission of anything, anywhere.