All it took was a human hair and the smell of the past. Cloning the first big love of your life thirty years later might not be such a good idea, even when you have the means to do it. A short story.
Louis Bertrand Shalako lives in Canada. He studied Radio, Television, and Journalism Arts at Lambton College of Applied Arts and Technology in Sarnia, Ontario. He enjoys cycling and swimming, and is a lover of good books.
Some books are educational where as others are inspirational but this book belongs in a class seldom found; the epitome of depression. Joanne was the most beautiful woman in the world or at least in his eyes she was. Her beauty was more than skin deep as her whole attitude toward life and the people were concerned. She didn’t shun him as a gauche and awkward outcast, a high school dropout with no present and no future. She greeted him warmly and affectionately at every encounter. Luckily life constantly changes and people’s fortunes and futures are made and lost. As time passes lives evolve but most memories (the important ones) stay the same. The memory of Joanne survived the passage of time and when the opportunity arose to recreate the past, who could blame him for trying? This book doesn’t hit on the ethics of cloning but it does land squarely on the truisms about assumptions. Only a blind romantic could blindly reach the untested assumption and act on it. I think many people will enjoy this book and a minimum investment in time only adds to its appeal. The story is bound to provide enough food for thought to feed the hungry multitudes.