The first year of our marriage was good, but not great. We struggled to make ends meet. I was just hired by an ad agency in Phoenix, and Rob continued...to bust his balls for a promotion that would never come at the accounting firm.By the end of our eighth year of marriage, I realized it was ending and I desperately grasped at straws to keep it together. I would have done anything for Rob. I would have done anything to keep us together. I really loved him. Though he rarely thought of us. I even. She tied one end of the line to a small tree and tied a thick piece of dead wood to the other end. She threw the dead wood as far out into the pool as she could and watched as the baited hooks sank.“Paul, I’m done. Are you ready?”“Yeah, do you want chaps, Opal Anne?”“No, I can ride in those long things, but I don’t think I could walk or climb much wearing them.”“Well then, let’s go and see what we can find.”I reached out for Opal Anne’s hand and we walked around the pool together.The pool had. Stay out of trouble." Damn you, Bill, I was going to say that." Mrs. Fox pouted."I know ... you're a mom." Bye, Bill." The two women loaded up and taxied away."That's a pretty plane, Bill." I know, Mike ... we going to rescue airplanes today?" Nope ... I need to talk to the railroad." Ah..." I want to see how much it will cost to rent an engine." If you don't mind steam, Pollwaithe has one." Bill sprung that on him."Huh?" It's not very big. It's a standard gauge quarry switcher ... a. I don’t want to be around to see it, but I will, of course, because I love you, but it’s going to be ugly. Very ugly. All because of your mom.”I sat up to face Bethany.“I do not give a FUCK what my mom thinks!” I snarled angrily. “I do not care. She can go straight to hell. I don’t need her approval! What the fuck, Bethany?”“You are trying to get your sister’s approval as a substitute. It won’t work. Having sex with her is at least partly about keeping her approval. That isn’t going to fix a.