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A Match Made in Heaven

A Match Made in Heaven

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A Match Made in Heaven

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45 pages
40 minutes
Éditeur:
Sortie:
Jun 9, 2012
ISBN:
9781476098036
Format:
Livre

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David Smith, after tragically killing his twin, takes his place on a journey to Earth to get his degree in genetic modification and convert a woman to take home as his bride to the Mormon world of Moroni. Only the bride isn't human.

Éditeur:
Sortie:
Jun 9, 2012
ISBN:
9781476098036
Format:
Livre

À propos de l'auteur

I grew up on the grounds of a Kansas insane asylum where my father was a dentist. I attended the University of Kansas during the troubled 1960s getting a degree in art history. After stints writing and teaching in Italy and Japan I had a 16-year career in newspapers as reporter, editor and column writer winning major awards in all categories. I turned to health care public relations serving as director of University Relations at KU Medical Center. I finished my career as media relations officer of The Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art. Now retired, I am marketing the fiction I've written over all those years. And creating more.

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A Match Made in Heaven - Randy Attwood

A MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN

Randy Attwood

© 2012 By Randy Attwood

Smashwords Edition

Chapter 1

After the lights went out, David Smith was the last worker to turn off his laserknife. Its red-tinged glow dimmed and disappeared in his hands. He listened to the machinery grind to a halt. Then he stepped down the ladder rungs. David hated the darkness. His twin brother, Zak, teased him because he still kept a night light on in their room.

With the exhaust fans stopped, his nostrils were soon suffocated by the stench of seared flesh and fresh blood. Then David heard the cattle lowing in the kill room next door. Now the urine and manure smell was becoming so strong he started to gag. Almost two years working in the packing plant, and he still wasn't used to the stench. It smothered him like a foul, black blanket. He wanted to activate the laserknife, use it as a flashlight, and flee. But continuous use quickly depleted the battery charge and, besides, it was dangerous to use a flashlight that could vaporize flesh at close range when you couldn't see what your were pointing it at.

David felt his head grow light. He stabbed a hand out in front of him to keep from falling and his hand clutched the clump of the cowhide he had been stripping from the carcass, and his fingers tightened around the coarse hair as his falling weight pulled off more of the hide. The ripping sound stopped. He was kept from falling, but he still felt dizzy.

Where are the supervisors, he wondered. If the lights went out and stayed out, the workers were supposed to wait at their posts until the supervisors came with flashlights to lead them away. He thought about trying to find his way to Zak, but thinking about stumbling in the darkness through the maze of hanging carcasses made him decide to stay put. He might fall into one of the blood runoff troughs. What disgusting work. He was glad he and Zak had only one more week left in their two-year commitment.

The lowing grew louder. Long rumbles climaxed into panic pitches. If the cattle, genetically altered to increase their size, broke loose from their chains in the kill room and ran loose, their huge size would mean death for many. Especially in the dark, where you couldn't get a clear shot with a laserknife, which wasn't lethal outside ten feet anyway. David fingered the on-off switch of the laserknife, and was tempted to switch in on briefly to destroy the darkness. Where were the supervisors with flashlights to start the evacuation? The elders in charge were too cheap to provide automatic battery-powered emergency lights. Making us stand this long in the dark is insane, David raged. Working amidst the sight of hundreds of carcasses hanging around him, hide being stripped, blood dripping onto the floor was bad enough. Somehow, in the darkness, that vision became even more hellish. The sickening smells, too strong in his nose, made his breathing quick and shallow. He'd better find Zak, he decided, and started walking down an aisle, his hand out in front of him.

He lost his sense of direction when his foot slipped. He reached out

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