Mr Sisco's writing style is short, sharp and horrifying.
This is the tale of a "retard" (the authors words, not mine) who has fallen in love.
He makes a giant leap of faith and then promptly kills someone in some strange theory of eternal love, (gosh darn those postal workers!) eventually landing himself away from the "egg on toast" and on to the happy seat.
This story jumps from past to present tense several times, but is told so well you have no issues keeping up!
Is the true horror the rail-roading to the Happy Seat or the misguided love?
brilliant story, fantastic writing!