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i get home that day , and my husband is at home from work early. he's sitting on the couch, watching youtube on the tv, and eating a bowl of coco puffs.
i look at the sink. he promised he would do the dishes from last night for me. i had went to bed early after dinner , because i was so tired from managing the house, but i didn't tell him that. clearly, he didn't ever do what was promised. and i don't think he was planning on it, either. "honey, how long have you been at home"? i try my best not to fight him. "2 hours." 2 hours??! i think to myself . "don't you remember? i asked you to do the dishes for me just this once last night, because i needed extra rest, and you said you would, and you still haven't? "
"not my problem " .
"excuse you?? not your problem?? what has happened to the husband that i married? or was that all a lie. ever since our daughter left home you've just been getting more and more neglectful. why are you like this?? i can't keep doing everything myself. i married you, because i loved your soul. i loced your personality, how sweet, how outgoing you are, but now , i do not know where that man is. please , if you need to talk about something. do it . but if you won't change, i want a divorce. i'm sorry. but melissa has been the only person truly there for me, and that's not how being married should work. i need you, too , you know. " i've started to almost want to cry, but i recite bible verses in my head. i don't normally fight with him. even though he's been horrible , i can never bring myself too. but i've had enough. and i want to speak up for myself. "wow. nothing to say except mumbling. i think i'm going to pack and stay at melissa's tonight. she's offered me to if i ever need a place to stay. im sorry it had to end like this."
"barbara! please stop this nonsense. "
"no." i say. "no i will not, because barbara howard does not speak nonsense. barbara howard speaks facts.  i've given you plenty of chances. and i am not going to tolerate YOUR nonsense anymore. "

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