June 2001

There is no point in writing dates and times.

It all runs together after a while.

I came home last night find my husband passed out drunk, while he was on call for work, with candles burning all through the house. One of them had close to a full for the flame coming off of it and scorch the wall. The wall which on the other side of where my two sleeping sons.

The stakes are too high.

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