He made me angry! I couldn't stand another day in his presence, hearing his lies and his excuses. I was done! No more. I am out of here!
But I can't leave quite yet. There is still some things I must do. He lied to me so I will lie to him. He asks me where I'm going, I'll tell him anything but the truth. He asks me what time I'll be back and I'll come whenever I so please, just like him. He can't control me anymore. I am over this game.
In the dead of the night I hear him tiptoe to our room. I allow him to believe I am asleep, but I am wide awake. He's no good for me. Tonight, I will leave.
No, he didn't do anything bad enough to make the news but I will. He didn't cheat or gamble or commit a crime. But he's a compulsive liar and is never where he is supposed to be. After 25 years of marriage you would think he knew better. But I have had enough.
As soon as he falls asleep, I move. I leave our bedroom alone and the hallways, so he has a chance to live. But every single other place in the house I soak in gasoline. Then I grab my suitcase, light a match, let it drop, and go.
As I walk away I hear the boom.
So in my mind, this lady is crazy and I'm laughing the entire time I'm writing this. Just saying... 😕
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WRITERS BLOCK
RandomThis is where I will put the completely random, has nothing to do with anything stories that I create when I have writers block. I'll put out a stick (or two or three) and write based off what the stick says. Please don't judge me... :)
