"I am home EVERY night. You are the one that is gone...off with your FRIENDS. You don't care about me. You only care about your friends. SomeDAY I will be DEAD! [Now she is walking around in the store. Another lady on my aisle looks at me in horror] Then you will be sorry. Then you will remember how you have treated me. It will be too late. I will be GONE!"
As she wondered through the store talking on the phone for all of the customers to hear a sick feeling filled me. When she hung up I said a silent prayer for the wounded child. Then I thought...I am more wonderful than my children even KNOW!
