On paper, thirty years ago, it had made perfect sense.
There’d been awards, accolades, honours for the sheer ingenuity of the concept.
It had taken some selling to the over-sixties, but then hadn’t that been the essence of the problem… their inability to adapt, keep up, take on new ideas?
“My grandmother was one of the first,” the technician said chattily, “and my mother did it five years ago.”
She raised the syringe to the light, flicking to disperse the air-bubble.
“Will I suffer?” he whispered, dry-throated.
Her wide baby-blue eyes blinked in astonishment.
“How would I know? You invented it…”
OK, the link is tenuous. 🙂 It’s in the title and the concept of new inventions, but as ever, something sinister just had to creep in. Nearly didn’t post today; inlinkz seems to have decided to put people (or at least me) through the hoops to get the code and it was a bit early for me to dredge through the old grey matter. But after a lot of clicking, two emails from inklinz confirming I was subscribed, two rejections on signing in and a search through the junk email, I finally reached home base. May need to go and lie down now… Thanks to Rochelle at Friday Fictioneers for her patience and tenacity in making sure our community does what it says on the tin. You’re a star. *****