The Ballad of Brighid of Atlanta Chapter 1 | Page 5

Larry, I
swear. Think
about this
practically!
... I ...

... Aw,

Dammit!
...glpph!

pshsh

shhhhh

h

Fucking

FUCK!
{snrk}
Maybe you--

get

out!!

This is the kind of thing I’m talking about. It’s not Dangerous, And by
now I know better than to let her rages hurt my feelings. It’s just
big emotions and a lot of asskicking strength behind Them. We’re going
to be all right. It’s getting expensive, but we’ll figure something out.
Fuck it.
I’m ordering
a pizza.

Right now, we’re focusing on one thing at a time, hoping Bridget
has a job to go back to tomorrow -- and something to wear if
she does.
I guess I need to call a contractor tomorrow, too.

You want some?
I’m getting spinach and
meatballs and hot peppers
and ... ah ... mushrooms ... and ...
bacon and tomatoes
and ...

‘es p’eashe.