117 words: Metamorphosis

Everything went back to how it was before the accident. Monty spent nine months wrapped in bandages, his body reforming beneath cotton and plaster.

His first week in the hospital, his room overflowed with cards and fruit baskets. By the second week, the flowers fit neatly on his bedside table. By week three, the bare white walls screamed at him from all sides.

When he started back at work, he expected questions about his trauma. His coworkers spoke about the warm weather and asked him to join the fantasy football league. Monty gave them a hollow smile and wished for something more. He was a caterpillar emerged from a chrysalis and they hadn’t even noticed the change.


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