pick ts  about my situation ed. to t, so muco decide. Eac a turn in anotion.

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    I t about putting an end to torture and signing t about to take t of the house.

    I t to myself, I love t opens into a foyer filled ained-glass  in t room, ty from t parlor. ted ed. o ing every leaf as if s to certain planter boxes. tulips could not be mixed ting of aloe vera t Lena gave me did not belong anyws.

    I looked out turned bro, ttuce gone to seed. Runner one  er boxes. t.

    And seeing tten condition reminded me of sometune cookie: ops paying attention to ts.  time ted pruned t time ed Snail B-Gone around the flower beds?

    I quickly o ticides and  left in ttle, tion date, anyt tle down. I ching me and laughing.

    I  back in time to call a la as I started to dial, I became confused. I put t could I say?  did I  from divorce—w I ed from marriage?

    t morning, I ill t my marriage: fifteen years of living in teds s, unable to make t decisions.

    I stayed in bed for tting up only to go to to  up anot mostly I slept. I took ted  be. And for t time I can recall, I o a dark space ion. I ime I ook anot back to this place.

    But on tmare. In t see Old Mr. C o to finding me. I o keep from screaming, but t louder and louder until I burst awake