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Chapter 2

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I sat under my rainbow coloured parasol and i was looking out into the field, and in turn i was saved from the sunbeams relentless rays which was uncomfortable and formed sticky sweat on my skin. 

It was an eventful day that lied before me and my husband, A charity event was to be held in the center of the community tonight. A generous donation i would indeed make to help the poor, less fortunate souls in the world. A generous donation and contribution which is necessary when holding so much money in ones hand. One must show grace to the lesser people of this world. I just hoped they'd spend their money wisely, and not on booze and something unessential such as that, I wished they'd spend it at the most essential thing they could imagine, Obviously food. Although i can understand the need to unwind and have a drink from time to time, but sadly that takes money, and if one doesnt have it, one has to think sensibly. Which i hoped they would. A more incredibly boring event didnt exist though, in all honesty. So much charities, so little time. In a hectic and stressful life with career and responsibilities there's just so little time, I say as i sit here unwinding in my garden, Highly ironic i agree but even a hardworking woman such as me needs to unwind from time to time in a moment or two which would often triple into a large number of moments. A short coffee and cigarette break would suddenly turn into 4 cups of coffee and a whole sum of cigarettes, which was the sign of a poor judgment which my mother had said countless of times but it's all a necessity in the work that i do, one simply dont have time for charity events but one has to go to keep up the moral code of the community as in itself made it more worthwhile. 

I glanced out into the fields and i noticed a tractor rearing it's ugly form, and making a grating noise. Terribly unsatisfactory, Disturbing the peaceful atmosphere all together.

I saw how my husband was approaching me and had a cup of coffee with him for both him and me, how considerate of him. I really had the most wonderful bloke.

'You read my thoughts well and truly. Ken'

'No i just felt the need for a cup, and to enjoy some time outside, and then i saw you sitting here and i realised how unpolite it would be not to bring a cup for you to.'

Of course, Of course he didn't do it of the goodness of his heart, in a caring embrace towards me. No a definite impossibility.What even brought me to think such a foolish thing. Foolish of me

'Thank you Anyway'

I knew how allergic he was against confrontations, so i had often bit my lips and kept quiet just to keep the peace. And the stubborn quiet that would then follow for the following days would be unbearable.There's nothing worse then a quiet atmosphere in a relationship.

'What a grating noise' I complained and was met by complete silence from my husband Ken, He looked more irritated as he glanced at me. What an infuriating man!

Sometimes it was impossible to find a conversation to engage in with this man who had turned into an asocial dickhead! I tried perpetually to find some subject which we could discuss but i was met by a chilly quiet, Which hurt me immensely which i never showed of course. One must hide their weaknesses because otherwise he would win. There was a continuous battle between us where noone could let the other get the satisfaction of getting the better of the other, It was a sometimes infuriating activity and sometimes a highly fulfilling one.

I had often made plans about how i would leave this husband who had now become a dickhead, I planned it down to the greatest detail. They would sometimes take form in me packing my bags and leaving him while he was asleep, without a note which i would inconsiderate enough not leave before i made my move,or even write. i was not sentimental enough to leave a note, that was just not how i functioned but i was undoubtedly a coward and didnt have the strenght to go ahead with my plan. I was so used to the lifestyle i was leading and the house which i adored, which was legally his. They were two of the most vital ingredients in my life, how could i possibly live without them. Sometimes, if one wanted an emotionally free man to have some fun with, one didnt have to look further then one's own home, A more emotionally free individual is hard to find.

and just as i sat there angry over the chilly quiet i received from my husband, the black sheep of the family drove by outside our yards. 

'It's pretty obvious where she is heading. Doesnt take an expert to figure that one out' I said in a dissatisfied way

I was terribly dissatisfied today i had realized. It was like a stutter in my emotional system which made me face everything in a dissatisfied manner.

'Yeah She's probably heading to Dani's house'

'Where else would she go? Not to her parents, thats for sure.She doesnt even have the grace to stop and say hi'

'No it's truly problematic' 

Dani was a person we both disliked immensely, which was a rare thing in itself. Me and Ken agreeing about something. It just rarely happened.