Not far away Artie was on his computer looking over the news and getting angrier by the moment. “The gays are trying to run the country! Religious nuts are spouting off! I hate 'em all! What next?” Artie threw his hands up in disgust and struggled out of his chair. “What next?” he bellowed.
Then Birdie opened the front door, full of life, and smiling, “Hello, dear,” she trilled. “Did you have a nice evening?” Her smile slipped as she saw the familiar signs of his foul mood.
“Just peachy!” he sneered. “My wife out at that holy roller church all night and the whole world is going to hell!” Birdie was struck by the truth of his statement. Before she could answer he continued. “Just look at the news!” He shouted. “The whole #%@# world is going nuts! There’s gays everywhere! Just look at that!” He waved at the computer and turned away.
She took a step toward the computer to see what had gotten him riled up. He turned back.
“I’m warning you, Birdie, if you keep going to feed those scumbags over there and going to that church, I’m not going to be responsible for my actions!”
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