No laws control the bounds of what one man will do for love of his family. Not even God's.
-Archibald Michaels
"YOU DID WHAT!" The five feet six inch tall blonde that was Archibals Michael's wife, Rose, shouted."Did you not even think of the welfare for your own children?!" For christ sake Arch, selling drugs is not the answer.""I want you out forever, you are not the man I married you...you PIECE OF SHIT!""The only good you could do for this family now is die...at least then you would provide clean money from your life insurance."And then the door slams in my face as I'm left out with my bag in the worst March rainstorm known to man.
Heh...Arch...that't what she always called me...how I miss those days when I ran the business. That same scene replays over and over in my head....and yet....it never seems real. But this cobalt blue Colt 45...ahhh...yes...this is the clearest image my brain has ever registerd. The only goal I've ever truly realized...I shall give you your wish Rose. Our children will have the money they deserve! My love....forgive me...
Drama
Created on 3-2-08
Views(54)
Story Rating G
Please Login to post comments
