r marriage, life was ex

or groceries together and f

d stories to the little one growing i

lls, popping into all the shops that sold thos

k-ups together, endlessly ad

second-hand car to take me ou

verything seeme

utiful times

age, Walter began to show a side

ing me he was meeting clients, meeting

ng with insomnia, and his late nights, someti

one on the couch, tears in my

he would

oise in the background-it

n, but 11 p.m. would pass, then midnight, and

it's end! I c

gnant belly, he felt some guilt and, with red ey

ck for you

n

keep his promise

d have him running out again, and what wa

and thought, "If you can

th me and let you expe

ds and hadn't returned by 11 p.m., I de

ndom destination, and once there, fo

a good night's sleep. But I tossed and turned all night,

ven worried if somethin

a wink, I took a cab back home, only to f

ght to his parents' house, telling them he had a late class

o leave home

wasn't out partying, he wo

would go out to get it f

would cramp, and no matter how tired

unbearable, especially

really that important, more imp

eed my own social life. Look at my friends; they have

speech

called good friends again, which only dee

end with his rep

al changes, my emotions were volatile. If i

nt and anger. I locked the door, thinking I wouldn't le

n the door with his key, he simpl

ainous wife who locked her husband out of the house, r

xt morning to question me, I was both am

day

und regret for hastil

I never thoug

p were filled with such joy, and

displeased, even angry ab

rn to the house I bought, unless

ter's parents soon helped him get a m