Deconstructed

by Liz Talley

Yeah, falling out of love was like cleaning a window you didn’t know was dirty. Suddenly things were so clear.

I called Patrick Vitt. He didn’t answer, of course. So I left a message telling him that I had seen him accepting the bribe and that if he didn’t want me to report him for unethical behavior, he would send me my dang payment back and keep his mouth shut. And I also called him a disgraceful human who deserved to be roasted on a spit. Then I felt a little

bad, so I added that I would pray for him. But I would not.