Joshua took my hand and led me upstairs. Her right arm was broken, with bones sticking through the skin. Are you okay?”
She obviously wasn’t. I drank five whole bottles of whiskey that week, instead of the usual one. No breathing either. He said, “Don’t worry, buddy. He said, “Don’t worry, buddy. I realized I needed to do something, and quick! As simple and relatively easy improvements, we added a second bathroom, porch, and a large living room to the 140-year-old house. Are you okay?”
She obviously wasn’t. We would stay in the trailer in the meantime. I rose to a kneeling position while saying, “You’re crazy! The basement. I felt loss, regret, and a twisted sense of relief. I sat on the cold concrete floor, staring at her empty shoes and trying to make it real in my mind. I stood at the top of the stairs gazing at her in shock. You’re cheating with that SLUT!”
I had cheated with Nora many times, but that ended ten years earlier.
