“I don’t know what I said? He told me that he didn’t like how I treated my dog. He doesn’t even know me!” I couldn’t believe that someone questioned my love for animals and my ethics.
“Maybe it was you.” Thanks, husband. No longer the trusty sidekick.
The argument progressed. I was told that I was wrong. Husband needed a carpenter and my friend’s husband was a carpenter. I don’t understand how my intentions were misconstrued.
“Fine. If you think it was my fault, let me out. “
My convertible slowed with him behind the wheel and I peeked the passenger door open while the car kept cruising at 12 mph.
“We’re so close to home, let me out!”
“What we’re doing is going back to beat this guy’s ass. “
“Whatever. You’re done. Let me out and do whatever you’re going to do.”
He pulled over to the side of 30a and slowed. I opened the passenger door and I placed my right foot on the asphalt.
I don’t understand. It was my fault a few seconds ago? I need to get out of car and walk home. It’s less than a half a mile away.
The tires squealed. Thank god the top was down or else I would have been drug further than in the u-turn.
On my feet.
Forehead – crown – back – neck. I’m okay.
“CALL 9-1-1! CALL 9-1-1!” strangers shouted from their balcony.
“I’m okay! I’m okay… I’m… okay.”
My Sperry flip flop is in the middle of 30A. There’s no one coming. Get it and get home.
He finally stopped and turned around at our friends restaurant a quarter mile away. After I made it across the road, He raged by in my car with the top up.
He took the time to put the top up.
He stopped at the stop sign and left the driver side door open when he left the car to walk home.
After looking both ways in the dark for headlights, I crossed the 30A with tears in my eyes and picked up my stray flip flop on the center line.
Just put it on.
PUT IT ON!
Walk down the bike path.
I don’t remember any of it, thankfully.
He always gets violent. It’s not when he’s trashed. It’s not when we’re sober. It’s when he’s 3-4 Budweisers deep with a couple shots of Beam. He can still be a gentleman. He can still talk to strangers.