At This Point It Would Take A Restraining Order Signed By Jesus To Keep Her Out Of His Face!

If looks could kill they could skip the funeral and lay Eric to rest right now. As far as Ronnie was concerned, he could rest in hell anything but Peace! "What did you just say to me?" Ronnie asked in a barely controlled scream. Eric looked nervously around the room as if the Father, Son and the Holy Ghost would step in and Save him all over again. Not that he couldn't use a second dose. He knew his wife was uncontrollable when she was angry, and he'd given her every right to be both out of control and pissed angry! "Let me get this straight Eric!" Ronnie had stepped so close to her Husband that he could feel the heat permeating from her like the hot sun on a freshly tarred road in August. At this point it would take a restraining order signed by Jesus to keep her out of his face! "So, you're telling me you'd rather see me happy with someone else than unhappy with you right?" Eric cleared his throat, trying in vain to put some base in his test-a-lying voice. "Yes that's right. I felt Led to tell you that now." Ronnie rolled her eyes towards the good Lord's heaven and forged ahead. "Led!? Oh we on Church speak now? Alright, so which one on your Spirits "Led" you? Did you not feel "Led" to tell me this BEFORE we got married? You didn't feel "Led" not to be a serial cheater and professional liar?" With no interest in hearing another round of her husbands less than creative lies answers, Ronnie lifted her chin, flipped her 18-inch Indian Remy hair over her shoulders, turned on her 6 inch stilettos and Naomi Campbell walked out the door. TK Jordan - Author/Playwright http://unhappilymarriedblog.blogspot.com/