“Scrambled” was written for Friday Fictoneers.
Each morning over toast, coffee, and eggs, I read Style Daily beneath Old Glory.
Then the tanks come, and Old Glory becomes the Axis Tri-Flag, a union of US, Russian, and North Korean designs.
Two months later, following the assassination of the President and the devastating North Korean inferno, the Russian flag replaces the Axis-Tri.
I arrive at the café. It’s empty, much like the streets.
I don’t care that the servers fled north.
I don’t care people are frightened.
I don’t care.
I just want my eggs lightly scrambled with toast, and coffee. Is that too much to ask?