As flames engulfed the mass of photographs, he pulled one away from the burning heap.With unseeing eyes, he stared at the half-burned snapshot, the tw... naked figures on it barely recognizable. Shame and indignation boiled over together in the cauldron of his emotions, and with a growl, he threw Sandra down against the large ottoman at the foot of the sofa."I'll make you pay for that, you fucking little bitch!" he screamed, clutching wildly at her cardigan and tearing it open, sending several. He began to stand up. I quickly and quietly snuck back into my room, wiping myself off on a dirty shirt, and climbed into bed. A couple minutes later he snuck in too. “Michael?” I rubbed my eyes pretending like he woke me. “What are you doing?”“Oh, I just had to go to the bathroom.” He lied. “Oh ok.” I sat up, “Ya, I gotta go too, g’night.”I caught them a few more times over the next couple days. She said she needed to talk to him while I was doing homework, so they went into her room and. It was difficult to hear, I'd only moved in about 4 or 5 months prior. The house sold within a week of going on the market, and I had 3 months to find a new place to live.The daughter and her two k**s moved upcountry, leaving me in the basement, and the older woman (Lets call her K) upstairs in a huge place by herself.I'd mowed the lawn and cleaned the gutters and did what I could to help keep the place up. About a month before I had to go, I had sent her a text, offering to go out for dinner. Ladies you may follow to the music, just like in the big city. Okay?"The women nodded. The strains of the wedding march played out on the reedy sounding organ. It was definitely the thought that counted, here. Adele and Georgette walked down the aisle side by side with the other women trailing back. They stood beside there respective grooms, and Reverend Graham began."Dearly Beloved," and so it went. No one objected and they made it to "You may kiss the bride." There were handshakes and.