As he frees bones from my legs, he puts them in the trash bin by the door. Porn “Oh, right.”, he says, looking at my face. “We need someone like you for a top secret project.”
“I- Um- I’m a very busy woman. He wraps my large and small intestines in one piece around the spool. Because this is a federal government contract, breaking it would be a felony.”
“O- Ok… I guess I won’t need my meat in my new metal body I’ll be getting, but the idea of being butchered like a cow feels almost insulting. Being the weekend, my husband, Mark, is taking care of little Abby, so I can get some things done. My eyes fill with tears. Imagine all you could get done if, for example, you didn’t need to sleep. I hear the thud as it lands in the container for transport. I guess I won’t need my meat in my new metal body I’ll be getting, but the idea of being butchered like a cow feels almost insulting. I can’t see, I can’t speak…
