“Mama we need some ice cream to go with your brithday cake.” “Ok” Lets get in the car children and go to the store and get some cream.

We pick up a familiar person in the rain who catches a ride to the store. It was raining really hard. When we make it to the store guess who we see, yes, in the truck with his other.

When he sees the passenger get out of the back seat of the car he goes off. You’ll hear me. He blows the roof.

Yes the children goes inside and get the ice cream. We leave the store and he’s right behind us in his truck. He tries to pass us on the road but here comes a 18 wheeler. I press on the gas harder, yes, so he couldn’t pass me. So he lay back behind me and when I turn at the road I had to stop at the stop sign. He gets out of his truck , yes, shaking in his boots. He says”You trying to play chicken and hits me dead in my face. “Get your a.. home now!” I couldn’t hardly see how to drive , my face felt so wet.
Children was very quiet, so much so, that you could hear a pin drop. Yes, they knew the routine. When I get out the car my babies was screaming pointing at my face. Blood flowing mixed with tears, ice cream ruined, my brithday celebration all gone wrong.
We managed to get some cake and hot dogs.
Everyone seetled in the bed. I hear his truck, loud music, and making cartwheels in the circle driveway. I gets up and check on the children and I noticed that they all had their shoes on and was fully clothed. I kissed each one of them and closed the door.

He steps in door way of the living room with a bulging object in his coat. He goes to the kitchen throws all the food outside at the back door. I didn’t say anything. He comes back to the living room and points an objsect in my face. He asked me “Do ypu believe that I will kill you?” ##
I never said nothing. It’s was so dark and cold in here. He puts the gun to my face, slides it to my neck and back to my chest. In all the silence I never said a word. He unlocks the gun and places it to my neck and pulls the trigger. The gun click twice. He pushes me to floor and calls me a witch.

He then goes outside and fires the gun and eveytime it fires. That cold piece of steel didn’t miss one shot firing.He turns up his music and I hear , yes, a power saw.

He comes back into the house….

“Book coming soon”