JudAS KISS- THIRTEEN- Lost in Thoughts ☯ ☫ ☤ ~ ☯ ☻

Suddenly Steve picked up his cup of coffee that he had not drunk it yet and threw to her head. If she had not moved her head by her strong reflex, it would most likely hit her on the head. She stood up. The coffee was splashed all over her clothes. The cup was broken in pieces on the patio's ground. She walked inside into the kitchen; then returned with a broom and a dustpan to sweep the mass he had made. As she was doing the cleaning, her tears flew down her cheeks. When she raised her face, her beautiful grayish blue eyes glistened with tears. she walked back inside and went to the kitchen to dump the broken cup into the trashcan. Steve followed her inside. Right by the trashcan, he held her from back and began kissing her.

"I'm so sorry sweet heart. We have talked about this many times. You knew my answer is no! Why do you keep bringing it up?"

Helen released herself from his embrace and as she was leaving the kitchen, she said:

"This union is wring, was wrong from the beginning! I want a divorce. I am very serious. You can have the house and everything in it! I leave with my children!"

Steve walked behind her and all of the sudden got hold of her beautiful, long hair. He pulled it until she fell on the floor. Then he stood above her like a mountain of rage. Anger blazed in his eyes. His lungs heaved heavily! He put one of his feet on her chest, its tip touching her throat. She felt miserable and oppressed. She thought the end of her was there with the hand of this man.

"No divorce, no work! That is that! No more discussion about it. I fight you to the end of world for my children. I tell everyone about your infidelity while I was in Vietnam, and even having a child. I have the documents to prove it. Everybody will know that you're a whore, nothing more... Is that why you want to go to work to find your old boyfriend or find a new one to satisfy your dirty, black desire, you ...?"

Helen was crying hard. He finally removed his foot from her chest and left!!

To Be Continued

JUDAS KISS- THIRTEEN- Lost in Thoughts ☯ ☫ ☤ ~

Helen thought about going back to work! She contemplated no matter how Steve responded and tried to stop her, she would do it! She yearned to work. Work would become her salvation! She figured that in a little while Elizabeth would be four years old, meant that she would go to prekindergarten in late August. Chris was already one year old, meant by the time that Elizabeth would begin her school, he would be one and half. Surely she could use one or more of their neighbors from their neighborhood group to babysit Chris. After all she had babysat their children for different reason for the last two years more than any other neighbor! She considered if she would only teach two or three courses, that would be only half a day work.

However darkness had fallen over everything she knew or touched. She had two beautiful children, a exquisite home, a very handsome and successful husband in other women's eyes, yet she was in so dire misery, in so much darkness! If she would write a story about her life, people would think that it was just a story not an autobiography!

But just because of this seclusion and isolation, she felt that the only hope which could guide her through the blind obscurity was a profession! She needed to work and she longed to clutch to it and to cling to it with all aptitude she could glean!

She made up her mind to talk to Steve when he came home and to discuss her desire for going back to work without any fear or weakness. If she could be as unafraid as she had been at the beginning of their marriage, everything would work!

The human resources of the college she had taught only three semesters had already given her okay for hiring her back. They really liked her. The students she had had, still talked about her.

Steve came home Wednesday night. She never knew when he would arrive! Sometimes he came Wednesday night, sometime Thursday morning. He used to call her and let her know; but lately he neither called her during his working days, nor called her to let her know when he was coming home. A few times that Helen tried to call him, he did not answer her messages.

Helen thought to herself: "What's going on with him? Is he finally getting tired of

me?" He had always told her that he was in love with her even when they fought. A suspicion began forming in her soul! Suddenly she became distrustful and wary of his recent behavior! He always cared and because of that, they always fought. Now it looked like that he did not care. They did not fight much except when he was drunk and took her without her consent!!

To Be Continued