Robots had squashed human rebellion by making an example of Crazy Gage. Whip marks on Gage’s back were the stuff of legend. The ‘crazy’ got added to his name after his stint in the underground cells.
A stacked lunch box as tall as the mound of files is waiting, both jostling for his attention. I say a little prayer for the person whose paperwork is in the file at the very bottom. The lunch box always gets precedence over the files.
She first felt a low ringing in her ears when Esmeralda made an entrance with her goat, Djali. Was it the magic of Hugo’s writing or the light summer breeze playing with the wind chimes? So strange!
The war is over. The world has gone to the dogs.
But today, for once, dinner won’t be just about eating. He expected arguments and fireworks. We’ll be having dinner with dinner today! Garth chuckled at that thought.
Like every morning, I get dressed up. I wear my starched white doctor’s coat. My Medal of Honor catches the morning light and shines like the memory of my glory days. For outstanding service to Earth during the Great Epidemic of 2152.
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