Me: I won't call James again. I didn't know it was him calling Saturday. W: Thanks for telling me he was coming by, but can you save his number and ignore his calls. Me: Yes. I didn't intentionally get involved in this, but can't help but feel protective. W: Why? Because I'm gone now? You were never protective before. Me: I was, but didn't know how to show it. And I think you're in a lot more danger now than you realize. w: Don't tell me crap like that. It feels like you're showing off. When we lived in the ghetto and there was a shooting down the street, you didn't protect me then. (W sounds teary, hangs up).
Background: we didn't live in the ghetto. It wasn't the perfect little neighborhood W grew up in, but was fairly safe. We had friendly neighbors who looked out for us, and never any problems. The shooting down the street scared me, and I tried to get a job and move us out of there.
Still, there's danger everywhere, even the nicest neighborhoods. W is in a LOT more danger now than she ever was then. In a perfect neighborhood right next to her parents. And I think she realizes that and it's bugging the hell out of her.
I'm smiling picturing what FIL would do if he knew about this drugs situation. The guy would have a hernia. LOL.
Me: 30 W: 28 T 8, M 6 S: 7-27-2007 W filed (again) 3-2011 Served 8-2011 Responded, now dark "I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear" MLK