Timefix:001 Halo Burger

I ate the burger.

I’d been a vegetarian for years.

He chuckled smugly. I ate the burger and sat there listening to him talk ceaselessly. Hands full, his beard-stroking voice repeated why we always stopped here on these short road trips to Flint.

He’d brag about having an affair with a married woman. They’d meet at this Halo Burger and then spend an hour in a hotel room across the street. I hated him and envied him.

I’d complain to him about my strange, horrible and lonely relationship. The literal witch I was living with told me she wouldn’t sleep with me if I ate meat. It was one of many ways that she kept me under her spell.

A few years later, after I got out of the mental institution she’d convinced me to commit myself to, I’d find out she was the one eating Halo Burgers with this guy.