Anger

“Husband of the year you are not. You are rectal trash of the year.” Yelled, Chief Day.

“Who do you think you are?” Snapped, Ralph.

“You don’t even love your wife.” Yelled, Chief Day.

“Take that back!” Shouted, Ralph.

“Susan is a slave in this house.” Shouted, Chief Day.

“Watch your mouth, Henry, (Chief Day).” Stated Ralph. He slammed his hand on the table. They all watched, Susans’ favorite mug bounce and shatter to the ground.”

“Now look what you’ve done.” Yelled, Chief Day.

“Susan is going to kill me.” Said, Ralph.

“My Emily made that before she died.” Shouted, Chief Day.

“Boys!” Yelled, Susan.

“Susan your blood pressure.” Said, Ralph.

“Shut up!” Said, Susan.

“I told you to divorce him.” Shouted, Chief Day.

“Both of you stop! Now!” Yelled, Susan. She took several deep breaths. Both men chose to sit down. No one spoke for a minute.

“I have a few things to say.” Said, Susan.

“I found this in the kitchen cabinet.” Said, Pastor George, as he walked onto the deck.

Susan took the mug from Pastor George. Sure enough, there was Emily’s signature, a heart with the letter “e” in the middle. Susan took the mug from him. “Thank you.” She said.

“I want all three of you to listen to me. There have been changes to all of your lives. Anyone that chooses to disobey me will have consequences to pay.” Said, Susan.

Susan chose to stand while she continued. “Michelle will be here in a couple of minutes. She has taken the duty of running this household and hers. Gretchen, Cora, and Grace will be working here and living here. Tank and Greg, (Officer Shape) are the two men allowed on this property. Ralph, you will be staying at George’s (Pastor) home.” Said, Susan.

There was a moment of silence.

“Are we clear gentlemen?” Asked, Susan.

“Yes.” The said in unison.

“One more thing. I was taken to the hospital earlier this morning. Ralph’s, fiance told me they’re waiting for the divorce to be finalized before they marry.

Published by Sarah "Bubbles"

I am a mom, nana, writer and amateur photographer. I write short stories to brighten your day. Maybe inspire you to feel better about yourself. Perhaps make healthier life choices. You are the one that is responsible for your life. You got this!

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