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Chapter Seven Robert had left for work and would be gone all day. “Have a good day at work, Robert.” Val said, without even a hint of a smile, as Robert left. “I’ll be thinking about you all day Val.” He replied as he threw her a kiss and drove away. Valerie quickly packed what she could and threw the rest into her car. She and Nathan hit the road. Valerie never looked back. She drove for 8 hours and finally arrived at her parents home in Oklahoma. They were happy to see her. Becky had been v...

Chapter Four Valerie was in High School in the mid 1970’s and was working as a cashier in a small country grocery store. They were now living in Oklahoma in a small town just north of the border of Texas. She started working when she was fifteen. She came home one day and went in to talk to her Dad. Danny was acting a little strange she thought. “Daddy?” she said, “Are you ok?” “What Valerie” Danny replied. Then all of a sudden Danny fell to the floor. He went white as a sheet and Valerie scr...

Time fading ticking away like the sand blowing on the beach Time melting desipating like fog as the sun heats the day flowing away Time falling like the leaves from a tall tree on a windy fall day Time boundless to use for happiness to abuse for sadness to loose Time unrelentless Boldly pushing through removing youth revealing age Time continues no one can stop the ticking of the clock death is looming

Chapter Two It was a cold winter day in January of 1964. Becky was eight months pregnant by now and was becoming extremely irritated with her Mother in law. Louise was not an easy woman to live with. She expected perfection where her son was concerned. Becky tried her best to do everything the way Danny’s Mother wanted it done. Louise would say, “Danny does not like it that way”. Becky became very frustrated with Louise. Not to mention the fact that Valerie was so spoiled by her Grandma that ...

“Honey, I’m home” said Danny as he strolled through the front door of their small family home in Dallas, Texas. He would have never thought anything could go wrong. His Mother was sitting on the living room couch with a crochet hook and yarn in her hands. “Hi, sweetheart. How was your day?” she said. She was always doting over Danny. He was the baby of her twelve children and she felt it was her job to spoil him. As he headed into the kitchen to give his young bride a kiss, Valerie, his 3 yea...