04-15-2010, 06:42 PM
Andrew now stood before his house, a huge "For Sale" sign now being hammered into the fence. Just minutes ago they had thrown him out of his house, his home, all he had left in the world.
"This cannot be happening..." he muttered to himself, "there's just no way this is happening..."
Suddenly he felt the urge to puke. No, it was not his situation, although it didn't help, it was all the alcohol he'd drunk last night. He tried to think hard through his headache, trying to remember what had caused him to lose his home.
Linda.... It was all because of her... If only she hadn't gotten herself killed, he wouldn't be in this mess. If only she had know that people get drunk and could have impacted her car! If only he could stop caring for her, all this would just go away! But it doesn't... and it never will...
Andrew sighed, wondering out to wherever his feet would take him. He didn't care anymore...
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