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Click here"Enough then." I said.
I bent over him and took his wallet. "A mugging, remember."
"I remember." He rolled onto his side and curled up.
"I'll have Angelo call an ambulance."
My friend and I walked off. He gave O'Sullivan's cash to a homeless woman near a shelter. I thought that that was a bad idea, but it was done and couldn't be undone. He tossed the wallet into a dumpster.
O'Sullivan kept his word, and so did I.
When Maree got out of jail, she no longer had a stay away order from me. We were divorced, and I owned the house, with the bank. I was on the back patio one evening when the doorbell rang. It was Maree.
"May I come in? I just want to talk."
"You can come in for a hot minute. I don't think we have much to say to each other."
"I wanted to apologize for all that I did. It ruined our marriage, and my life. It was so stupid."
"Why didn't you just ask me about what your friends said? It could have been avoided easily."
"In jail I did some one on one counselling. I believe all of it was because of my insecurity, my parents had massive infidelity problems."
"Well, I'm not them."
She was silently crying, looking around the house where she used to live.
"Nothing will ever be the same," she said in a shaky voice.
"Maybe a lesson learned."
"I heard that Mike O'Sullivan was mugged and spent ten days in the hospital," she said.
"Yes, I heard, too. On the other hand, he still has his family. You and I have to start all over."
She nodded. "I love you, Gary. I'm so sorry I fucked that up." She turned and walked out.
It was eight years before I saw her again. My Mom invited her to our second son's first birthday. The son of Dr. Betty Gee and me. Maree brought her new friend, Johnny. He seemed like a nice guy. She was emotional at the party. But it wasn't too much. We didn't say much. After that, she and my Mom communicated. She married Johnny and they had twin girls. I just hoped that there were no misunderstandings.
The end. (No deaths in this one.)
- COMMENTS
Anonymous4 days agoWas gonna give u a 5, cuz finally a husband that didn't pussy foot around right to the cops no bs and then your stupid ending
Anonymousabout 2 months agoNot sure why he didn't burn O'Sullivan with the very pictures he sent. Too much if it sounded methodical. No emotions.
Wargamer4 months agoSecond time
I changed my earlier score of 4/5 to a current score of 3/5.
None of the conspirators suffered enough for their crimes
The MC was just too nice.
3/5
Anonymous7 months agoOK alternative ending makes sense....dump the original ending....it is stinking up the place.
Tw0Cr0ws7 months agoAs far as it being too late for a drug test as one early comment said:
A hair drug test which are commonly called a hair follicle test though the entire hair is testable will reveal drugs in the body for at least the last 90 days, even drugs which are otherwise quickly metabolized.
This technology has been available since at least the early 1990s.
gatorhermit7 months agoThe one liner by the doctor about the cagectomy was hilarious - added two stars to the rating.
Anonymous9 months agoGee! you screwed this story up. You did not make him a wimp and take her back..You actually had him act like a real husband/man would,you get 5 stars alone for that. It is in the right direction compared to a couple of your previous stories I have read. Seriously, it is a far more plausible and better tale and earned the 5 stars..
