20120818

Undone

by Laura Garrison

My husband's parents were on their way, and I had burned the chicken. It was time to find out if this new oven was worth what we had paid for it. I pressed the button marked "Reverse." As I watched through the window, the black smoke disappeared while the charred skin turned golden and then pinkish-white. The carcass sprouted feathers, the head and feet grew back, and then it was shrinking so quickly that by the time I registered the bewildered expression on the downy chick's face she was no more than a brown egg balanced on the wire rack. My mother-in-law was not going to be pleased.

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Laura Garrison lives in Maryland. She enjoys drinking tea, taking naps, and doodling.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

And that's probably not the end of the story ... the egg went back into the chicken which had laid it, etc. :) Cute!

Madam Z said...

If I had an oven like that, I'd be tempted to crawl into it and have someone hit "reverse." It could be the ultimate "do-over."

MOV said...

oh, I adore this story!!!! so creative. :)

best,
MOV

Bekie Marett said...

Absolutely fantastic. Had me laughing after the first sentence, and the image in my mind of the situation is flawless. Excellent :)