Pizza Poison – By John Ammirati
Flash Fiction / September 19, 2010

Perry got the slip for where the next Pizza Palace pizza was getting delivered: Jackson Raynor. His old high school principal. Principal Jackson Raynor, who wouldn’t let Perry attend his own high school graduation last year because of his poor attendance record. That bastard Principal Raynor. And his bastard family. The Pizza Palace had a rat problem and kept rat poison in the manager’s office. Perry sprinkled some poison on the Mega Meat pie going to the Raynor household. Principal Jackson Raynor. And his bastard family. Principal Raynor answered the door. “Hey,” Perry said. “Mega Meat?” “That’s the one,” Raynor said. “Saaay, I remember you. Perry… Hoffhauser? Right?” Perry gulped. “Yep.” He passed the pizza to Raynor. “How’ve you been Perry? How’s the working world treating you?” “It’s real good.” “Your dad still coaching Little League? Sorry, how much do I owe you?” “$9.76.” “Here’s $10,” said Raynor, handing over the bill, “and here’s an extra $5 for you.” Raynor smiled and his eye twinkled. Raynor’s little girl walked up to him and hugged his leg. “Daddy, Daddy! Pizza’s here!” she said. Raynor smiled at her and said to Perry, “Well, good seeing you, son. Take care of yourself.” “You,…