They sent gifts every Christmas and cards too. Not just gifts to Mary, but to me and the children and then to the grandchildren. But I hated those dam... trips away. They killed me knowing she was going to be gone and then come back so hurt and upset.But between those trips Mary was the best possible wife. She was the best possible nurse. She worked with children, she loved children. She hurt when she worked with the dying and with the abused. She and I hated child abuse and those children got. With tongue. I coughed on the smoke in my lungs, completely shocked. What would my daughters think? Here was their hero, their idol, not only smoking dope, but kissing another woman! Charmaine and Cindee kissed, and Cindee put her hand on Charmaine’s hip. The red robe slipped off her hip, and Cindee’s hand caressed the dark brown skin on Charmaine’s mostly naked butt. Lance was watching them, leaning back and rubbing the front of his leather pants with the heel of his hand. I was. Jess of course was ecstatic her dad was coming home....I let Dom know that Ernie was being discharged and asked him to be ready when we arrived home."No problem Tony, I imagine they will be hiring you a wheel chair for him to get about in, I'll grab that spare trestle table top and build a bit of a ramp so he can get into your room. Christ how did you get him to agree to letting you and Jess bunk down together?" It seemed the only solution, he needs constant attention for a while. He wasn't too. Josiah pulled him up then and we carried him to the truck. Outside I couldnt contain the pain any more so I just let it out. FUCKKKK!!!!!! I screamed as loud as I could not caring if any one or anything heard. I kicked and hit the truck as hard as I could with the gun I had breaking it in half. I guess the whole scene scared Josiah because he started to cry after I threw my little tantrum. I calmed down after a few minutes and collected my thoughts. There was a lot that needed to be done and I.