The dog, I have to walk her eventually. Then, then, I can get in a taxi and just leave, but Dicksin still has my passport. If I tell the front desk will they help me? No, no one will believe me. Dicksin will make up some story about me being crazy. I'll look insane. I am insane. This can't be real. I must be dreaming. No having a nightmare. I shut my eyes hoping everything will change. Dicksin claps his hands in front of my face again. "Wake up!" I'm still in the hotel room. Two days now without sleep. How is he still going? The little white pills. My head spins. "This won't work unless you want it to." He says caressing my face. I look at the cards on the floor. The places I'm supposed to step to become the wife he wants. Sheryll Crow's voice rings in my thoughts, "If it makes you happy, it can't be that ba-a-ad." I want Dicksin to be happy. I've been a terrible wife. Not thin enough for him, not affectionate en...
Do your best, take it day by day.