Read by Heather Welliver
One, two, three, the needle swoops.
Pamela squirms as the needle cuts into her sensitive heart tissue. “It hurts!”
“Shh,” the seamstress says. “It’s almost done, honey. Just a few more
stitches and you’ll be like mommy.”
The seamstress bends forward as she presses her needle into her
daughter’s heart for another stitch, squinting to make sure she sews
tight and even. As she pulls the thread taut, she realizes this stitch
marks the midpoint – she’s now halfway finished sewing Pamela’s heart
onto her sleeve.
Infected by Scott Sigler