I can't believe she is gone.  They take her to the police department and process her.  "Where is mom?"  Kelly and Jon both ask as they look at me confused. Not bearing to see their faces, I stare at the cold wood floor and answer, "It was a mistake, but they took her to the police station.  They think she has had something to do with your dad getting beat up." In shock, they both glance at each other with worried looks and sit down on the couch quietly.  Connie tries to comfort them by making them hot cocoa, while I make a few phone calls.  After talking to my attorney, I arrange for a visit to the police station to talk to her.  Once I arrive, I realize that it was a mistake though, because George after getting out of the hospital, headed straight to the station. "Stop, right there sir.  You are under arrest because you just broke the restraining order rules."  Stepping one foot in, I was arrested on the spot for

"Wow.  You guys have done an excellent job on this one!"  I exclaim when I see how far they have come and what they did with their time while I was gone.   Ted turns around and smiles at me, commenting, "Well we did learn from the best, after all.  So, what made you decide to come back from your honeymoon early?"  He laughs and I watch his face turn serious.  "We were beginning to wonder if you had ditched us for good because of that rich chick." Putting my hands up in the air like I'm surrendering, I say, "Actually, we weren't on our honeymoon, it is complicated." "Oh.  So you took a married woman out of town for a one-two.  That a boy."  All the guys start chuckling and Ted punches me in the arm. "No, more like her husband is abusive and I was hiding her so she could get her attorney to file for divorce."  I say in a matter-of-fact tone of voice. The room grows quiet, and the guys go bac

"Bang" The door bursts open as a police officer rushes in with his gun raised and then a second one.  "Get on the ground, this is the police."  Lillian glances over at me as I dive to the ground, but she is not so lucky.  The officer knocks her down and holds a gun to her head, while the other one handcuffs her.  A third officer bursts through the open door and sees me on the floor and points his gun at me.   "Hey.  Stay down and no one will get hurt."  The third officer states just before he handcuffs me.   With her face buried in the comforter, the police say, "You’re under arrest.  You have the right to remain silent."  The rest I don't think she heard because she just lays there shaking her head. I straighten up and head butt one of the cops and rip his key off his belt.  The cop yells and the other two dive bomb me. Moving out of the way, I hit the one and then push the othe

The last few days were really hard, because I spent most of the day with Lillian and then I went to the shop to check up on their work.  I had lied to her when I said they were doing a wonderful job.  At first when I left them in charge, they spit them out like a conveyor belt, but then after a while they slowed down to a crawl.   When I checked in on them the last time, they had gotten behind by one and there were three more waiting in line.  If I don't get my life in check soon, the shop will be history and so will my life's dream.  I have to get Lillian out of here and now that she is divorced, I can marry her and everything can simmer down. The thing is, everytime I go back to the hospital she looks at me so sad and I feel like I shouldn't ever leave her side.  I don't think she is doing it intentionally, but she is making me feel really bad.  Like today for instance, I slept there last night and then when I had to leave ab

Slowly opening my eyes, I notice that I have a massive headache and I feel like someone has beat the hell out of me.  There is a sound in the room like an air conditioner on the fritz with its whine constantly going on in the background and I hear something else too.  Perhaps television static from the other room? Of course, I can’t see because someone has taken the time to blindfold me and rather tightly at that.  Maybe that is why my head hurts so bad or could it be the way the tall one cold cocked me with the butt of his gun when I ran my smart mouth at him.  Who knows?  Either way it ends up the same, with me having one hell of a headache. Hearing someone walking towards me, I am thankful I haven’t lost my sense of smell because the minute the tall one walks in the door, I get a whiff of his cologne and I find myself almost puking.  But at least I know which one it is and that I am still with the two of them and not someone else.&nbs