LIMBs

[Fiction] An elderly woman encounters her past at her nursing home:

“A beautiful day—even though Elise can smell chickens from the poultry complex down the road and exhaust from the interstate, even though the pear trees in this so-called orchard bear no fruit. The mums are in bloom. Bees glitter above the beds. And a skinny man comes toward her, showing off his mastery of the strap-on LIMBs.

“‘Elise.’ He squints at her. ‘You still got it. Prettiest girl at Eden Village.’

“She flashes her dentures but says nothing.”

Source: Tin House
Published: Apr 1, 2012
Length: 25 minutes (6,494 words)
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