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Although Matt and I were married for 3 1/2 years, my advice to anyone in a raunchy relationship has been to “get out fast”. That is until recently.
I always suspected that Matt was still using drugs, eventhough, he had sucessfully finished rehab.
We live in a quaint suburban home, and we were comfortable until the challenges came bit by bit. All of our social and party life ended. We snobbed our friends and they snobbed us back.
One morning, I opemed the door of the car and the back seat was a mess. Paper strewn everywhere. I could not believe that Matt was retaliating because I had been giving him the cold shoulders.
Obviously. when Matt went to empty the trash last night, he emptied it in the car. He said he did not do it. So in utter disgust, I took to silence, which ended any dialogue of accusations.
Matt had a job interview on this very same morning, and I was his driver.
We only had one car now which was one of our struggles. So, I preceded to drive Matt to his interview.
All the time, I kept thinking Matt was a horrible beast, who was on drugs and without a job and beset in acts of evil.
Matt told me earler that his layoff was due to the company cutting back. My thoughts were, “whatever”. And, no matter my mood at being consumed with Matt, I was detetmined to get him to his interview, on time
So, I immediately hopped onto the freeway. I was within 15 minutes and 4 miles away from the prospective job. My driving at 30 mph, I assumed, was a perfectly-timed speed. I then hopped off of the freeway and, was nearly there.
As risky as it may have been, I reached behind. to the back seat to get my cellphone, from my purse. In doing so, immediately Matt grabbed my hand. I thought in an instant… “WAS THIS MATT”? …”trying to be romantic” ? And, in a demanding voice, I said. “Matt let go of my hand”!
Matt bounced an immediate reply, “I don’t have my hand anywhere near yours”! I looked at Matt and his eyes stared into mine. Yet, I was continuing to drive. Together, we looked at where his hands were placed. And then we looked at my extended hand that was clutched by a hairy long finger….
We both screamed in terror, “WHAT”?
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Matt didn’t make the interview because I loss control of the car, which crashed into an unoccuppied bus stop. And what luck it was that no people were standing there.
Matt and I both sustained major injuries. We were both taken to the same hospital with our beds perpendicular to each other. We both went through therapy and recovered.
Long story short… Matt was called back to work and promoted to a CEO position . We now have 2 cars. Matt did not ramshack the back seat of the car. It was that vermin raccoon that also put us in a car accident. Might I add too, Matt’s drug result was proof that he was no longer a user.
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