On a Lithium Kiss

He walked to the door, his wife following behind him. He turned and they kissed. He knew it would be the last one they would have. He looked back at her again while walking to the car. She smiled and waved looking pretty, framed in the doorway in her bright apron. She was emotionally uninvolved.

At the lab he entered the chamber. The metal tube was a close fit. Just tall enough. He was scrunched in until his naked body became nearly cylindrical. The technicians stood ready and when the room was cleared, the machinery began running until the tube was no longer in this galaxy.

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