Story Time Quarterly Blog Hop: The Implant Caregiver
This is a story blog hop. At the end, below, you will find a list of other short speculative fictions available for you! Enjoy! As a glowing red light switches to green on her wrist and forearm, the red metallic door unlocks to let her in, then clicks behind her. A smell of lasagna reminds her she will have to get dinner ready in an hour. She wished she had some at lunch too: the government only offers sandwiches, raw vegetables, fruits, and a bag of cookies for their meal break. - Hello, Mr. Gouls! She announces. - In the back, as usual. I’m still alive, says a weak rusty voice in the microphone beside Nelly’s head. LEDs on the floor along the white and grey metallic walls guide her to the client’s room. The man with a scar on his left cheek sits in his chair wearing a blue bandage on his forehead. It hides half of his face. His army background and his cynicism remind her of her old uncle, who recently left forever. A switch to work mode lights in her mind. It happens all the tim...
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