MAN AGAINST MACHINE
The bike was there every day, fastened to the tree where Jenny worked. But when Jenny failed to show that day or the following, and the bike remained, they gave up calling her home and called me instead.
I found the note taped under the seat.
‘Dear Mom and Dad, I have gone to Mars with George.
Intermarriage with Robots is legal there.
We no longer have to live in sin.
Please believe this is the happiest day of my life.
The Man Against Machine Act is pretty clear. The bike can stay, but the Robot has to go.
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