The day had begun on a bright note.

The sun finally peeked through the rain for the first time in
a week, and the birds were sinf=ging in its warmth. There was no way to anticipate what was
about to happen. It was a worst-case scenario and there was no way out of it.
It was just a burger. Why couldn't she understand that? She knew he'd completely changed his
life around her eating habits, so why couldn't she give him a break this one time? She wasn't
even supposed to have found out. Yes, he had promised her and yes, he had broken that
promise, but still in his mind, all it had been was just a burger.
I recently discovered I could make fudge with just chocolate chips, sweetened condensed milk,
vanilla extract, and a thick pot on slow heat. I tried it with dark chocolate chunks and I tried it
with semi-sweet chocolate chips. It's better with both kinds. It comes out pretty bad with just the
dark chocolate. The best add-ins are crushed almonds and marshmallows -- what you get from
that is Rocky Road. It takes about twenty minutes from start to fridge, and then it takes about six
months to work off the twenty pounds you gain from eating it. All things in moderation, friends.
All things in moderation.
The robot clicked disapprovingly, gurgled briefly inside its cubical interior and extruded a pony
glass of brownish liquid. "Sir, you will undoubtedly end up in a drunkard's grave, dead of hepatic
cirrhosis," it informed me virtuously as it returned my ID card. I glared as I pushed the glass
across the table.
Josh had spent year and year accumulating the information. He knew it inside out and if there
was ever anyone looking for an expert in the field, Josh would be the one to call. The problem
was that there was nobody interested in the information besides him and he knew it. Years of
information painstakingly memorized and sorted with not a sole giving even an ounce of interest
in the topic.
She counted. One. She could hear the steps coming closer. Two. Puffs of breath could be seen
coming from his mouth. Three. He stopped beside her. Four. She pulled the trigger of the gun.3