Such a brave girl, my thirteen year old walked in trying to comfort me. I looked up at her. She was so old and wise for only being thirteen. I began to cry even more, my head in her lap, feeling hopeless. She got up and demanded
“WHY ARE YOU STILL WITH HIM !! YOU DONT DESERVE THIS AND NEITHER DO WE ! YOU DONT TRULY BELIEVE THE LITTLE ONES THINK HE IS GOING TO WORK ”

i looke up stunned by her boldness.

“I cant take care of you mom I cant keep you from falling apart I love you but I am only 13”

She walked out and slammed the door and went and started cooing the younglings. She was right. I had to do something. Slowly i got up and walked into the closet, to the highest shelf and reached for my cheating, lyiing, bastard of a husband’s 45mm.