After all the moving I'd been thru in the past few years I ended up moving back to my home town. My family owns a small farm that use to have more animals and variety of species but still " no place like home ". It was cramped living with them at my age but I knew it would only be temporary till I found my own place. Even though my depression started on a downward spiral I pressed on with a fake smile. At that time I was speaking to a lawyer on options because in the back of my mind I knew Tracy wouldn't be back. Divorce was the last thing I wanted after already being thru two of them.
Living in a small town I found out that Tracy was in a bind. What that meant I wasn't for sure but the first thing that crossed my mind was what David must have done to her. I still had her cell number so I text her hoping she would respond. Well it didn't take long for a response. Tracy needed my help so still feeling obligated since I'm her loving husband I started the long trip to south Alabama. Tracy needed to make it to a place for a drug testing that was for her probation obligation. Tracy was hiding from David at a farm down the road from where he lived. Since time was an issue the plan was to meet closer at a place halfway so we still could make it. She loaded all her stuff in the car and we hurried to make it on time. The weird part was she was worried she couldn't pass the drug test, so no shock to me because everything that has happened made me wonder about her mental state. Well the mason jar with yellow liquid in it made since now. She needed me to buy her a condom from the store. I had no clue what kinda plan she had but I want get into details but you could imagine. Tracy's plan must of worked cause she passed. Well since that part of the trip was over we came home. At the time my parents had went to Florida to their home in Bradenton so we had the house to our self.
