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Life Buoy for an Amputee or an Amputee Who Is a Life Buoy?

... deserve your hatred." She began to cry, "I was a stupid bitch. Now all day I hear from my daughters that you're a superwoman, a true Fairy. They're discreet so they don't talk about John but they call him Daddy instead of Dad between themselves. " I wondered, "AM I NOT A LOSER CRIPPLE?" She continued her confession in tears, "I hated John and you both, when I saw your wedding photos. I was so lonely. How could I be such animal that I humiliated a handicapped woman in a crowded Mall?" To be polite, I didn't say you had been a stupid, impertinent bitch. However I was mad at her, "Do you know what you did to me? I had to keep your secret from my husband how you humiliated me in that crowded Mall. I was afraid to tell him. I almost forgot your kind restraining order. If John had rushed to your house to complain about my humiliation he would have been sent to prison for three years. I had to ask him to swear on our children's lives that he wouldn’t come near you. Only after his oath did I dare admit your humiliation two years after the fact. That's way I'll never forgive you or what you did to my husband!" The weeping Amy responded in despair, "I was envious and I hated you both. But I wasn’t so cunning, so vile bitch that I would have planned an incident to send my ex-husband, the father of my kids to prison. Believe me, please, believe me! Our meeting was accidental." "All right. I believe you were a simple, stupid, envious woman. I don't forgive you, but I'm willing to forget ...

... the dark past for the sake of the kids, as your daughters will forget your last ex," I slipped a dig about her pedophile ex-husband in. Amy said, "I agree about the interests of the children first and your words are enough for me to want a better connection with you." She wiped her eyes and we talked about the next day's travel and camping. The girls finished their packing and Amy put in their luggage into my car. We said goodbye and I brought the girls to their Daddy. I thought of Amy, she got her long-lasting punishment to listen to her daughters, who would praise their Daddy and me for a long time. Next day we set off to Missouri, my husband and I drove alternately. Our bungalow was next to the lake and had a wide stairway took people into the lake. I could sit on the last wide stair, so the two-legged members of our family could go to the lake beside me, when the UV was lower. I was in the water so the water level was above my waist. The younger kids were playing in the water near the stairs, where the water was not deep. John, Carol, or Zoë always looked after our younger kids, so the other two could swim in the deeper part of the lake. I looked at my whole family in the lake and I thought I was very lucky and happy. We went on side trips in the surrounding area and ate fast food or we went to restaurants. After six days the older girls stood in front of us, hands on their hips. They said, it was enough snack food and restaurants and they would cook simpler dishes for us. ...