Last night was long and torturous.
The end of my life kept playing over in my mind in agonizing circles, and no matter which way I looked at it, they all came to the same conclusion…it is over. What was Clayton Jackson has now met a certain fate. The man behind the Marine, the father, the husband…he has come in from the long haul, and his life will from here on not exist.
So as I find myself standing in the kitchen, which would be the last time that I see these four walls, I wish that just for once, I had a little more sense in this thick head. In that room lays the love of my life with my unborn child, and I am losing it all for the way I acted; I believed that it was the only way to protect my family.
Well…I was wrong.
And with that thought, I drop two sugars in her tea and make my
