So, Marshall is afraid to take his car home. He leaves it here at our house. Next day we got up and get an alarm system installed. He's feeling a bit safer. You could feel the tension unknot.
I go to my good friend Cynthia baby shower.. wow what a huge deal that was. Loads of fun.. but I get this feeling that all is not ok at home.
When I arrived home, all is quiet. Whew, maybe I'm PMSing and over-reacting!! So
Q-honey, how are things?
A- Fiiine (don't like how he said that).
Q- Did you hear from Marshall (thinking Yahoo IM)
A-mmm, well, I didn't wanna tell you till morning but somebody hit him and crunched the OTHER fender. Did I mention the guy who stole his car crashed threw a road sign and crunched the passenger fender (one of the ones we just replaced??)
CRAP.... whats next? That makes 3 tell me its over now? I'm praying the guy who HIT HIM doesn't try to say it was the other way around and sue his ass! If I look blue in the face this week its because I'm holding my breath waiting for the Coup de Grace ( or the killing blow).