Last Week’s FFF: Gathered
Tyler sat in his kitchen. Dim slivers of light passed through the chipped pieces of the closed shutters. He squinted even at that. It seemed, these days, that even the slightest light had the power to inflict terrible headaches and render him nearly blind.
With a great effort, he rose from his chair and stumbled to the refrigerator. Five years ago, he would have rivaled its size. Now, he walked slightly hunched. His skin clung tight to lean muscles, with no discernible excess of fat. He looked ten years younger, even though he felt thirty years older. Continue reading