“Hey, mom,” Sum said. “Dad and I had another argument tonight. He’s kicked me out again. I have to be out today.” OMG. She’s sixteen. “He and his crack-head girlfriend are messed up again.”
Three years ago she came back to live with me only to be manipulated back to her dad’s house. “I’m all alone. I have no one,” he said.
I drove four counties down to find her standing in front of her dad’s house soaking wet from rain with two garbage bags filled with her things. Guilt rips at me for sending her there in the first place but I was terribly ill for a couple years by myself with five girls. I figured just because his Willie was overly friendly with the female population during our marriage, didn’t mean he’d be a bad dad to her and her sister. Well, I figured wrong. Life is full of the unexpected.
He got hooked on a crack-meth-head and now he’s hopelessly in love with her drugs of choice. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think he’d stoop this low to be with someone who sold herself to every Tom, Dick, and Harry for a fix.
“Mom,” Sum said. “Know what he told me. He’d rather be high and stay with her than with me.”
Tuesday I got a good look at him. He’s skinny as a bean and his front teeth have fallen out of his head. Wished I had some before and after pictures to share. He WAS a handsome man.
OMG. Pop me in the forehead. X number one was a crack-head. X number two is now one. Would you all believe it if I told you my mother fixed me up with these two LOOSERS? Well, she did and she’s a whole other story to tell.
If Sweetman picks up the crack pipe or any needles I’ll swear off all men and become a nun or something. But then again, he’s who I picked. Mom didn’t like him.
“He’s set in his ways,” Mom said.
“Good. So am I.” Didn’t need another LOOSER in my life. What was my mother thinking?
I want to thank you all for your positive thoughts. For now, everything is copasetic and my daughter’s not going back. She’s safe no thanks to DCF or the law. The LOOSER can kiss my dirty-white-bum.
Will he and his crack-head girlfriend be in any of my upcoming novels? Shelly’s mind is scrambling stuff around. It could be my first best seller on the NYC list. What do you think?
