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(ghostwriter day dreaming of youthful years 40 years ago!).....ducking and dodging house furniture being thrown by an angry wife....your mother fucking ass is never here!! my wife yelling at me as I am walking into the front door from working in the real world,she's upset because we are high school sweethearts without a high school,I turn around to walk back out the door,where you going! If you have some one else tell me!my wife yelling, I stop to turn around,but before I could speak she scream LIAR!!! and start swing a broom towards me,I take the broom from my wife hands and toss it in the yard she cover her face with her hands and cry,I walk close to her and wrap my arms around my wife.she's crying and talking at the same time,saying she miss me when I am at work or doing shows,I explained to her that I only do it for her and I only want to see her happy ,tell me what can I do to wipe those tears away,shaking her head no while her face is laying on my chest,a muffled voice coming from beneath my chin where my wife head rest in wet of tears,no you want do it,ask me I Proudly say, I gently raising my wife head up to look into her eyes, her eyes was full of tears,she said remember that night we eat at a restaurant and you made me laugh with the onion rings,yes I remember I replied while we both laughing at the memories,she talk about how we used to go out a lot to so many different places,she said now all you do is work sixteen hours a day and when you are not working you are doing show business, I point at the cars, I point at the wonderful place we live at,my wife said I know sweetheart and I appreciate everything,then she started crying again.I explained to my wife that she wanted this kind of life,she said she didn't know it would be this way meaning she's getting fat and I am going bald, realizing we are far away from high school and what's worse we are becoming like our parents.I held my wife in my arms that night until the stars came out,she eventually stop crying and we sit and talked.
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