This happened while we were still separated. She told me she had to work early Saturday morning and asked if I would watch the kids.
Something was fishy. She was acting strange, and became upset when I said, if you have to work in the morning then why can't you drop them off on your way to work?
That was met with an angry, FINE! I'll just have my sister watch them. I was puzzled. Her sister lives 45 minutes away.
By then I knew what was up. I should have just taken the kids anyway.
So....um yeah. She drove 45 minutes dropped the kids off way past their bedtime and then went to the bar. I had enough of the lies so I decided to show up.
When I walked in and made eye contact she looked like she just saw the ghost of MLC past,present and future all at once. I smiled and asked her where the kids were in sort of a tone of disbelief. She reminded me of a scared kid and all she said was "I'm not going to fight with you." I never raised my voice or got angry in front of her, and that is all she would say.
I didn't hang around long. I told her to have a great night. Something tells me I may have put a damper on it.
