Flash Friday Fiction:
“More”
Two hands come together urgently making the sign, “More.”
“His name is E-R-B or Erb,” the director said. “He was
Tarzan. He’s smart. Learned to sign by watching us teach others; that’s when he
became E-R-B.”
In the background, repeatedly, finger tips come together, “More,
more.”
“I get it, Extra Rare Brain, E-R-B!” the assistant
giggled.
“Nope, an English major cleaning his cage called him E-R-B
for Edgar Rice Burroughs. Said Burroughs wrote “Tarzan of the Apes” and was better
than his peers. The name became Erb during the marijuana experiments.”
Erb beats on the door. “More, more?”
The director continues, “Erb has addiction problems: drinking,
smoking, drugs, sugar. He’s better at bad habits than we are. He’s smart and
that made him important to our breeding program. Now, he needs that too.”
“Couldn’t that be done artificially?”
“More! More! More,” Erb’s hands scream!
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