We are selling the car. We want to get something bigger. Two
kids are just too much to stuff in a car. We have found something else we like
and need to sell the car by Friday. My first thought? How bout we offer it to
that whore he had in there with him? Just give it to her as a souvenir for the
many “rides” she took in it. If he ever brings another woman in our new car I
may just take a match to it, with them in it. Ok, so that would be a big waste
of money. I would tie them to a tree and leave the car out of it.
Will it be nice to get rid of the vehicle my husband had an
affair in? Actually, I’m not sure. I would have to let go of it and it’s something
I’m holding on to for dear life. When I get in it, it fuels my fire. When I
think of the affair, it burns me most. I want to have something to fling in his
face. I don’t want to let go of something that I know can make me so angry. The
anger feels good. Right, somehow. I want to hold onto that anger and never let
go. I guess selling the car will never take away the memory of what he did in
it. I can still be angry and get a new vehicle.
But when will the fire ever go out?
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