A Holly Jolly Ever After

by Julie Murphy

“If you were even a little bit bi, I’d have taken you off the market a long time ago.” “Don’t tell Bee,” I said with a grunting laugh. “Oh, she’d be so into it,” he said. “In fact, let’s just count that as an open invitation.

“It’s time to go,” Gretchen said. “You’re disrupting my production.” She crossed her arms and sniffed. “And you’re a bigoted, woman-hating piece of shit.”