I was so nervous. I worried about my child.What was taking him so long to get to the hospital? Finally my mom went to the hallway and there he was short drunken man.I asked what the he'll took so long. This person I know didn't even know my name.Did he not care what is his problem?I know he felt real stupid.The doctor came in and put me on bed rest.I went home to my bed alone.This was actually the first time I felt he didn't care about me or my child.If he did care he had a messed up way of showing it.We were very distant for the next few months.No phone calls having labor pains on my way to the hospital.
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The Struggle
Mystery / ThrillerNo such thing as a perfect life...Hoping this story helps someone through there storm....