“Keep eating…you b-bastards.”

And the bright light became an endless darkness.

GRAND OPENING

Sebastian used his tortilla to sop up the rest of the sauce. The best goddamn meal he’d ever had. There was no question about that. He swiveled his head and looked at the new restaurant, a place he would be visiting again.

Manuel’s.

He stood from the table, patted his stomach, left a hefty tip for the waitress. Claudia was her name. A damn pretty Mexican gal.

“Sir, you enjoy the food?” she said, shining that bright smile at him.

“Incredible. You guys will be seeing plenty of me, I can tell you that. My compliments to the chef.”

She smiled. “My husband. Oh…here he is.”

Sebastian followed Claudia’s gaze toward the approaching man. A thick black mustache stood over his grin, twitched a couple of times.

The restaurant was full of smiling customers. They nodded as they chewed and widened their eyes with every bite.

“Another happy customer,” Claudia said, then kissed her husband on the cheek.

“Yes, I’m very impressed.”

The Mexican man shook Sebastian’s outstretched hand. “Thank you, sir. Always my dream to own restaurant.”

“Yes, he loves to cook.”

“Well, I’m glad for it. You’ll be seeing me, friend. Probably sooner than later.”

As Sebastian made for the door, he stopped in his tracks. He turned to face the hugging couple. An older Mexican woman had joined them, her wrinkled fingers gripping the shoulders of a darling little girl.

“You know what…maybe I’ll take a little something to go.”

SHANE MCKENZIE is the author of Infinity House and All You Can Eat, but has multiple other projects from various publishers coming soon. He is also the editor at Sinister Grin Press. He lives in Austin, TX with his wife Melinda and daughter Maxine. You can keep up with him at his website www.shanemckenzie.org. Shane welcomes all emails from his readers: [email protected].

Table of Contents

CHAINSAW DISCO BLOODBATH: THE SHANE MCKENZIE STORY by Nate Southard

HUNGRY

A NEW PLACE

A FRESH START

ALONE WITH A BOTTLE OF TEQUILA

FIRST DAY

KEEPING IT TOGETHER

INSATIABLE

DADDIES EVERYWHERE

AFTERMATH

AMNESIA

PAID

MONSTERS OF OBESITY

TASTE JUST LIKE STRAWBERRIES

FAMILY DINNER

I NEED IT

MIDNIGHT SNACK

REMAINS

DESCENT

FEAST

SEA OF FAT

SLOP IN THE TROUGH

PINNED

POURING IN

TAKE THAT

CORNERED

KEEP EATING

GRAND OPENING