Chapter 58

Bob had let Tommy get some sleep. He tried and failed. The thought of his cruel wife returning gave him a headache. He drank a beer and then walked outside to look around. He had Tommy gather all the dirty clothes that have been piled around the house. Bob sighed heavily and walked out to the shed. Would he be able to do the laundry? He stood in a stupor, trying to remember what she had told him. Are the white clothes washed with the dark ones, or are the dark ones bleached? He wasn’t sure.

Bob walked off and looked over the yard. He didn’t mind the trash and empty bottles. They somewhat gave him a sense of manly pride. Another deep sigh and he realized she would hate seeing the yard this way.

He walked in the house and checked on Homer. Then he glanced over his room and felt a sense of loss. Why does she hate his favorite rock? There doesn’t seem to be much he loves, and this rock is top on his list.

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