In that moment of profound clarity, I realized there were only two options. I could allow things to go on as they always had or I could burn the house to ground, with her in it. The choice was obvious.
It was around 11:30 in the evening when I finally reached the perfect balance of drunk and tired to sit on the couch with a keyboard in my lap and start writing. My wife had gone to bed nearly two hours earlier after downing three Advil PM and half a can of ginger ale. She […]