“At Harvest Farms, we believe in recycling and reusing, and we compost year round.”
He appraised the gaits of the elderly tour group as they went ahead into the facility. There were sure to be titanium joints, probably pacemakers, definitely hearing aids. The door closed.
The next tour, a busload of young recidivists, would be harder. It always was but even without the hardware, it’s where the profits were. Their organs and tissues brought twice the price as those of these old people.
After work he drank heavily, with the full knowledge that he was devaluing his own liver.
For Carrot Ranch; September 21, 2017 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about what it is to gather a harvest. You can use the phrase or show what it means without using the words. Go where the prompt leads. Respond by September 26, 2017 to be included in the compilation (published September 27). Rules are here. All writers are welcome!