It was a good plan, except with a new baby our bills were mounting up. Then Rosy had some female complications afterward, which cost some more money. I just couldn't afford to go, or if I did, I felt guilty. What I resented most was that I either had to go without or had to pay for it, when I had a wife who was supposed to do it to me.
I was frustrated, annoyed, and angry with her. I certainly hoped our little girl Liz wouldn't grow up to be so selfish and narrow-minded. It was about Liz that I got this idea, you see. She was seven months old when I thought of it. It happened while
Rosy was out someplace or other and I was babysitting at home. Liz was crying, for her bottle, I guess, and I had it heating while I went in to look at her in the crib. She was a cute kid, all right. When I lo
