Edible Complex

By Christian E. Hallaway

Bacon and eggs. Scrambled. Look less like eggs that way. Don’t care for eggs. Love bacon though. That’s how my day started. Now this.

I’m half a block away from the shithole I had breakfast in, and a lifetime away from where I wanna be, when this psycho jumps on my ride and starts shooting at me. Knew my ex was pissed, but figured her more of a day in court and more alimony than a hired guns kinda girl. Fuck, this’s gonna hurt in the morning. Never shoulda married that pig. Did I mention how much I love bacon?


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