I locked the door and turned on the water to fill the tub. I made it so hot that I had to get in real slow. I wanted it to hurt; wanted my outside to feel as bad as my inside. I sat there for a long time watching my skin turn redder and redder. I thought about all of the nights I’d dreamed of the day I’d see Momma again. I thought about how stupid I’d been to think I could be happy and living with my family glued back together in a big house with laughin’ and horses and a dog and a good Christmas like the one on The Andy Williams Show.
