Isn’t it interesting that, as human beings, we seek out things that frighten us? Horror movies, haunted houses, dangerous activities like skydiving, and escape rooms. We challenge ourselves to face our fears, a thrill that releases endorphins and makes us feel calm and happy when, somehow, we manage to survive.
Editorial note: the concept in this short story is very graphic and disturbing, even to me, and even as a work of pure fiction. Read at your own risk.
If this story shows up as some form of fiction somewhere, beware. She is still out there. And she is still hungry. And this is as real as it gets.
It just seems so absurd but until this moment, it never really hit her. She just never thought about her routine, the streets, the buildings. She suddenly looked around at the hundreds of tall buildings, the shortest of which typically have at least ten floors, and the rooms.
so sore. What did I do yesterday? I can’t really remember, but I’m so stiff. Did I exercise? Every muscle is sore.
We almost lost your daddy a year ago. We're celebrating that he's still with us.
“Judy and I were just talking; dad is…well, we’re at his funeral, and mom is…she’s just not…”
She's hardly an engineer, but it seems like an incredible machine, beautifully constructed, well organized. The accident that exposed it would have been a blessing for her to see such a marvel, but she certainly didn't expect to see it in her arm.
Ugh, I don't want to get up yet.
A Romantic Dinner 5/23/19
“I hope you are hungry,” he says from the kitchen. “We will be having Pasta Fagioli al Forno, with a nice antipasti salad, and home-made garlic bread.”