Matter of taste

They’d warned me the mods were permanent, but being 25 years old and broke makes you agree to pretty much anything. The recruiter called it enhanced taste receptors. I called it a pay cheque. What they didn’t tell you is that once you can detect microbial toxins at six parts per billion, food stops being food. My daughter is 30 now. I haven’t seen her since she was 12, before ‘5 years off-world’ became 18 under relativistic time dilation. …