.. Your poised as if to leave... But suddenly you reach forward and pat me on the back; coming closer your arm goes around me... You feel my shudders....My helplessness... I grab for some tissue but none is close by... you walk over and get me some... handing me a handful watching me. I feel you brush my hair from the side of my neck... I look at you and step away... trying to gain control but with a step the fine powder poofs up again and I am again sent into a fit of sneezing... almost bending. Things were going all right but Monday was approaching and I would have to go to work. So I had to figure out what I was going to do with the girls. I couldn’t take that much time off – I didn’t have that much leave on the books, and we didn’t even know how long she would be gone. And my construction job wasn’t exactly ‘kid-friendly’ either, so bringing the girls to work with me wasn’t a possibility. Amy and I had a neighborhood girl, Lisa, that we used from time to time to baby-sit the girls. Didn't have anything other than these emails anyway..and didn't have any way to print them out or get copies,...so it was just my word against hers if it ever came up.Then Susan won some promotional sales trip for a week in Jamaica....and I thought maybe the trip would lessen the tension in the house if we just went down for some sun and sand.. At first I had some small hope that maybe things could turn around...that she might get a bit swept up into the romantic getaway thing and we could find. It was chilly out and after midnight heading home i missed my turn and headed down a unfamiliar one way street. Trying to find something familiar I winded down backroads and eventually approached a park entrance i pulled in a parked. I was thumbing through my phone looking to put in my gps coordinants to get home it popped up and i was not far from familar areas before putting back in park i decided to wait a min to gather myself i noticed a car parked backed in behind my spot it resembled a.