That darkest night

alive, and everyone was glad that it was already summer, after the cold winter fueled with winter storms. She was happy that she would be able to groom her garden flowers, and then sell them a

ng house reminded her of her failures. She was feeling stupid and out of place- just li

gle mother was

own on him and had turned him into a shadow of himself. She had been a full-time house wife at that time, taking

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se, searching for him, and she had found him on the back porch, drinking alcohol. "Michelle, leave me!" Tim yelled at her. He stood from the ch

ath." she said fiercely as she backed away from hi

doesn't concern you!" Tim shouted

in as she stood akimbo opposite him. Tim looked at her and laughed. Michelle knew that wasn't his laugh;

our system- your kidneys, your liver, and your everything!"

" he sound

sure can't expect me to be happy." he said, clasping his hands toge

is way." she said calmly. "Michelle, I've lost everything. Completely ever

chelle pointed out, trying to keep her voice low in order t

ooked angry now. Michelle decided that she wouldn't watch her

Get a job and start life over again." she

tart from?" T

ust thirty-two years old, Tim." Michelle gave

while I'm just a failure." he said, ha

lle, I'm tired of all this. It wouldn't help at all. You j

don't talk. Laughing is out of your life. You've kicked drinking, melancholic moods and worrying into your life

bottle." Tim seemed not to hea

le with her. She put it in the wastebask

bell ring. She hurried out to the sitting room and opened the door. "How

. Michelle frowned slightly. Her husba

ong?" she dec

e children?" Tim refused

're in their room." Mich

said. Michelle knew he was s

ad. I hope you'd like that." sh

mediately. Michelle let her shoulders drop. "You have to-"

rply. Michelle returned to the

en and came to sit on

take over our house in three weeks' time if we don't pay the mortgage. The food in the house is running low and I need some money to buy the remain

ldly with his arms. "How doesn't that concern you? Our house is nearly taken over, we have

nt you to know that I don't care a bit!" Tim yelled at

age worked. Can you see where it has landed you? Your ego, your pride! You don't have any financi

on his coat and headed for the door. "Where are you going, Tim?" she asked calmly, afraid that she had offended her husband. She watched him put his hands into his coat poc

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y. She had been worried until she had found a note on the sofa near the door. He wrote that he was tired of life, and he wanted to leave her to start another life, and that she shouldn't

mbered moving to her parents' house and having her baby there. Sh

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sitting room, discussing while they

mother said. Michelle shifted uncomfortably in her chair. She had already been in her parents' home

after thinking about it. Jane shot her daughter a questioning look. "Wh

ontinue to get a burden to you and Dad." Michelle

h excitement as she threw her hands around her brother. Christopher patted her back. "It's good to see you again, Michelle." he put in with a broad smile. "Look who we have here!" Mom had also walked up to

iends and relatives. And it was a

heard the doorbell ring. "Yes?" she answered as she heard the doorbell ring. She quickly strapped her child and we

s you're in the wrong place, sir. This house belongs to my parents- Mr and Mrs Carney." she answered with a frown. She didn't understand what the man was really talking about. "It has been sold already. Can I meet with your parents?" the man looked like he was running out of patience. "Just a minute, please." Michelle answered and quick

azed. There was only one Mr Carney apart from Dad - Christopher. How did he do this?, Michelle asked herself, dumbfounded. "Let me go and check, please." Dad said and went up the stairs in a f

Dad cry the day the company came to take over their house. It was the only thing that the grey-headed fellows could call an achievem

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midst of it all because she had been dependant. All because of the husband that left her struggling, not car

n were making life a living hell for her. They were always around her neck, and she was always concerned about them. Especially her fifteen year old daughter, Melinda. The girl was going too wild for her to be curtailed, and she was even tired of her. Andrew has his own problems

born kids all her life, but her own children? Oh God! They were naughty, stubborn, stupid and always defensive. She was trying to cope with them, but the more she tried, the wors

itchen. Michelle rolled her eyes

wered dryly, still faci

off, Mom. All the t

been doing everything within her power to make life g

You are not planning anything, Mom." Melinda

eplied indifferently. "Just like last year? Are we going to sit at home

ed blankly at

at, Melinda." she says as she return

mmer inside the house! I'm not ready to pay any extra costs!" Michelle turned to face them. She wanted to get them her point- she didn't ever want th

. Don't you ever!" Michelle blinked furious eyes at h

nderstand you, Mom." Andrew was the first to talk. Michelle pouted her lips a

he mortgage, bills, and other things. I don't have the money to do all those

t you're doing this, doing that. I'm sorry to sa

hildren don't even see anything, she though

on't see it?" she said, trying to contain her anger. She felt like slapping both of them into the wall, but she woul

t!" Melinda ye

t. I'm doing my best." Michelle p

play basketball with his friends with friends around the corner. Michelle st

re, and she couldn't take everything in. She looked down and stared at her wedding ring still on her f

ized that she had to take