my husband has always been good to me. always kind,sweet,even tempered, but when he got drunk it was smart to stay out of his way.
momma told me to leave him, called him a "no good womanizing alcoholic" but she don't understand him like i do. and nobody loves him like i do.
thats why when i saw that new gal hanging on his arm, it about tore my heart in two.
but a southern gal never gives up her man without a fight.
so tonight,I'm in my prettiest night gown,got candles lit and music playing. I've even managed to scrub all the dirt off my hands from being in the garden. his cars pulling up now. i bet he'll be happy to see me. after all,it wasn't easy digging myself up from underneath the rosebush.
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the scary book
Horrora book of scary stories that i have collected. i did not write any of these stories. this is my first time writing a book onwattpad.
