Image Copyright -Claire Fuller
The sign said, “NO SMOKING IN WORKSHOP”.
Oscar always thought that sign was ironic. After all, they were making cigarettes for export!
He looked around. His co-workers were still on break, so in defiance, he lit-up and took a deep breath of smoke. It felt so wonderful to rebel!
It took a few months before his vision became blurry. A few months later, he lost control of his muscles. Within a year, he was quite dead.
How was Oscar to know that the cigarettes were the Government’s secret weapon against the nation soon to be invaded?
for Friday Fictioneers where once a week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields gives us a photograph, and we get to let our imaginations run wild and write a 100 word (or there-abouts) story.