Happy Birthday, Bobby
by Terry O’Reilly
“Happy Birthday, Bobby! Fuckin’ fine way to
spend a birthday,” Bobby said aloud as he closed the door to his
car and turned the key in the ignition. “Workin’ overtime and no
one waitin’ for me at home.” He continued talking to the rear view
mirror as he adjusted it.
He backed out of his parking space and drove
out of the lot, still feeling sorry for himself and his recent
breakup with his boyfriend.
Well, s**t. I oughta celebrate by buyin’
myself a drink. No one else to fuckin’ buy one for me, he
thought bitterly.
He drove past what used to be his favorite
restaurant. He had boycotted the place since they stopped serving
the chef’s salad, The Maurice. He noticed a sign indicating the
place was under new management. Bobby decided to le
