An Angel in the Moonlight
Copyright© 2020 by qhml1
Chapter 9
Things got progressively worse at home. Mark was working longer hours but since he was on salary it didn’t help any. When the cable company sent us a shutoff notice because we were three months past due I decided it was time. I called the number Brian had given me and mentioned his name, asking if the position was still open.
She said it was and told me to come as soon as possible. I was on a bus in thirty minutes.
As soon as I filled out the application a man appeared. “So, you’re Brian’s friend? Don’t worry, I won’t hold it against you. Come into the office.”
An hour later I had a job! It didn’t pay a fortune, $26,00 a year, but that’s a lot when you were making nothing. I started the next day.
Mark was gone well before I had to leave and I was back home two hours before him. I’d set the crockpot or prep a meal the night before and he never noticed. I was almost bouncing with joy when I got my first check. I went to the bank and filled out a deposit slip, surprised to find our balance was just under two hundred. We were more desperate than I thought.
I fixed his favorite meal, got him in a good mood, and dropped the bomb. He went ballistic, ranting and raving, but I stood firm.
“I’ve been working for three weeks and you never noticed. It hasn’t hurt us at all and face it Mark, we need the money! I do not want to lose this house and all you’ve worked for. Look at it this way. We have a little breathing room now. The cable is back on. You can even start playing golf again. Why are you so set against me working?”
“I know how it works! First it’ll be lunches with the girls. Then it’ll be after work drinks, then maybe a girl’s night out. I know the pattern. The wolves will flock to you, and soon you’ll be on the backseat of a car or in a cheap motel.”
“So the whole reason you don’t want me to work is because you’re afraid I’ll turn into a slut? You have so little faith in me? You stop by for drinks after work with the other managers, and go out about twice a month with your friends. Is that what you do when you’re alone?”
He went a little pale. “Of course not! But I see it all the time.”
“Well, you won’t see it from me. I like the job, I like the people, but more importantly I like the money and we need it.”
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