I know this is all my fault.He continues on.“Luke...you’ve cost me so much in the very little time I’ve known you. You are to blame for wrecki...g my marriage...and taking away the love of my life.....”Clark gets up and walks to the desk. He picks up an object, and makes his way over to Violet on the bed. She stares at Clark while she tries to catch her breath from all the crying. “So dear...Luke is the love of your life huh?” He takes the object and holds it upright in the air for the both of. Disgusting as that was,luckily, he lived alone and partner-less for the time being.He'd had a few girlfriends, how could he ever find someone else, withall this going on? How could he live even a part normal life? He'dtried sleeping pills, alcohol, he'd tried sleeping during the daytime,and now - he'd just resigned himself to staying awake as long as hePOSSIBLY could. But staying awake for longer than 24 hours does weirdthings to your mind. You start seeing things at the corner of. She stood abruptly. "I've got to go home. I'vegot to take care of my little Jason," she said firmly. "He's a strong,growing little boy, you know." She walked out of the room."She just had to get in a last dig, didn't she?" Sara asked."Yeah. But it doesn't bother me. She's just a bitch." It's late. Are you hungry , too?"Tommi nodded. "And we've got another twenty minute drive to the motel." Pizza?" Sure. Let's go." Tommi turned, and with one last glance over hershoulder at her Ma, left. "Mark went home that night and called his parents. They confirmedeverything that Sheila had said and promised to help if they could.Mark thanked them and hung up the phone stunned at the sudden twist inhis fate. That morning he was broke, and facing mounting bills for acar that wasn't worth fixing and an apartment that wasn't worth livingin. Tonight he had the promise of money, a spacious apartment, and anew life. Everything seemed so simple and easy yet he couldn'tremember being more.