The Ballad of Brighid of Atlanta Chapter 1 | Page 23

Yeah,
Okay.

Will
Breakfast
be ready
soon?
Yes, dear.
Now Go
play, please.
Honey!
What in the everloving FUCK?

I know, right?
That was crazy! Wow!
CHOP! Look at this knife!
Henkels my
ass!

Hang on --

Sally!
Put Those
down!

But I’m Just-But nothing!
Put 'em down. Get your own!
Mine are too sharp for you
kids and too nice for
you to dull up!

Oh, she was going
to cut paper with my good
sewing scissors and--

Honey? Put
what down?
The girls are
in the other
room.

How did
You Know...?