My accusers say I would have dug up my own mother. Little do they know I kept flour sacks on hand to cover up the faces. I did not want or need to know the identity of my subjects. In all likelihood I would not have recognized my mother besides. No, I did it not for the grim satisfaction of disturbing the dead. It was all for the living. My interest was only in the corpse itself and what I could find within it. All my efforts were in the name of science. In the name of a cure. ~ Dr. Thomas Sewell, Journal Entry, 1819
I’m teaching myself how to pique interest in the shortest possible writing. So Friday’s new feature is going to be reoccurring posts of flash fiction. Please feel free to come up with your own for each picture I post. (And let me know if the story has sparked even the tiniest interest in you.) Have a wonderful weekend, friends!