Flash Fiction - From Broken Bones

Waste not, want not was always daddy's mantra

Daddy taught me lots of things while growing up on the farm. His biggest lesson was like a personal mantra. Whenever he killed and prepped an animal for food, he used every part, staring me in the eye as he cut, saying, “Waste not, want not, Billy.”

When he made the move from cattle to people, I was shocked at first, but it was essential given that we we…