Chapter Twenty Nine
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A big part of me felt like I enjoyed putting myself through this torture because it really did not make sense otherwise. Why I had stuck around. Why I had waited and watched as the moving cars drove off with all our things and I just sat there watching like it was some kind of entertaining show for me, even though it was the exact opposite of that.
Bill had not let us keep anything at all. He had not let me. Selfish much? Apart from things that were basically going to be useless to anyone that would have them; The last few bits of my clothes I was shoving into one of our old bags that was full of holes. The handle, the straps were practically falling apart and it was a very worthless item and that was the only reason why I had stayed behind a
