Four years later
Stanley
Five years of living with that woman in this island house and she has a stroke. Sadly, I caught it easily, noticing how she failed to trade her usual breakfast insults with me. I took her to the hospital because who else would. And I figured it was repaying the favor when I broke my arm after I fell off the roof trying to repair it after a tropical storm. She took me in and even helped me the first two days of my recovery.
When she came home, she had recovered but walked with a cane. I opted to send her to a stroke rehab center on the other side of the island because it gave me an extra month away from her. How did we ever get married in the first place and have a kid together? I must have been drunk a lot back then or I was more tolerant. Either way, I haven’t
