by Deanna Kay Morris
It was a new world and Willy was right smack in the middle of it. He was a janitor by trade, servicing hotels and office buildings, the chord of his vacuum slinking behind him up stairs and down hallways. People rarely saw Willy without his vacuum. That's what gave them the idea. In truth, the idea started years before. A professional baseball club owner wore a wooden leg which had a small drawer built into it, to use as an ashtray, for his chain smoking habit. It was part of him. When Willy lost his arm the same idea was applied. Only this was the year 2020 and it wasn't wood they'd be using.
When Willy awakened from the surgery, he felt for his missing arm and found its replacement. He wasn't able to sit up yet, so he fingered the appendage to get a sense of it. He felt something like a button and instinctively pushed it. A small motor started up in his arm. He screamed for the nurse as he fumbled to shut off the motor.