Haley didn’t think she had any other option. The marriage was good, she loved Brian very much but now she felt he was too attached, too dependent on her.
Despite her feelings, she felt that leaving him, going, telling him that’s why didn’t love him, would be the best thing for him. She needed to free him, she needed to make it easier for him. She needed to give him a reason to let her leave.
Written by Rebecca Milton
Published by AmorBooks
“This place has a strange vibe,” she said to the man sitting next to her at the bar. He turned his head and looked at her with rheumy, red eyes. His face a field of wrinkles and years of self-abuse. He smiled and showed his few yellowed teeth.
“Ya think,” he said and laughed. His laugh was wet and thick and turned quickly into a cough. He eventually pulled a balled handkerchief from his back pocket, unrolled it and spit a solid sounding mass into it.
“Jesus Christ,” Haley said, in an unchecked reaction, “are you dying or something?”
“Ain’t we all, honey,” he said, wiping his mouth, missing a piece of the expectorated glob that clung to the wiry hairs of his sparse beard. “Some of us quicker than others I would imagine, me being in the quicker category. I wish.” He balled the…
