On the last day of November, Chip spent his hour commute composing a suicide letter in his head, absently passing pokey sedans, picturing his boss’s face when the dickhead heard about the tragedy . . .
I look at my belly in the mirror, swollen to the size of a basketball at seven months pregnant . . .
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