Saturday, April 16, 2005


Last night when he came home at 11 he told me "I feel sick." I asked what was wrong. "From drinking," he replied. He had been at a party. I did not answer. I became annoyed. I was annoyed because I had been home all day, the pain in my eye was severe, and he had not called but once during the day, and had not asked me if I was ok, or if I needed anything. "What's wrong?" he asked, sensing that I was not happy. "My eye hurts," I said.

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