The Like/Hate Thread

[Sage]

The truth hit me like a thousand pound bag of bricks dropped from the top of the Empire State Building. The blue-haired angel uttered the words as if they could be found in any textbook north of Mexico. It seems the joke was on me. I was a few years late to a surprise party dedicated to the perpetuation of my misery.



Never shoot the messenger, that was one of the Cardinal rules, stretching as far back as the ancient kingdoms of Egypt. I guess when they had gone through all the trouble trudging through all that sand on the back of a camel, it just seemed unethical to do so. That was then, this is now. Cab-fare was a buck twenty.

She lay dead in the thick snow and I had gotten that feeling in my gut that I hadn't gotten in a long time. Daylight Savings Time, I should have knew it was a sham. I knew what had to be done, and how many bullets I'd need to get it done.

Time for Payne.

I laughed. Awesome.