THE SHIT MUM, FUCK DAD! CHRONICLES.

How to Remove Gravy Stains

STORY ONE:

YEAR of the SERPENT.

VOLUME TWO:

Fuck the Police

 

 

‘Fuck Dad?’ She snapped.

The restaurant lay in disarray. Two cops, one male, the other female, looked from face to face, taking in the fear around them. Feeding on the terror.

Jan squinted distastefully at her sister. ‘What exactly do you mean by that Billie?’

They had their backs to the wall. Their lunch stretched across the checkered tile floor like a low-grade gastronomic chess game. Onion ring takes fry. Cheese gem takes onion ring.

Jan looked from Billie’s face to a chicken nugget pinched under the heal of a black, standard issue police boot, and felt what food she’d swallowed shift in her stomach.

‘All I’m saying is that we’ve got a chance to get out of here…you and me. We could fuck up that chance if we go looking for dad.’

Her mouth took…

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