A Maid Family

Signs with the perfect vision hindsight always brings I now should have
clearly spotted which might have (I think) given me a chance to escape
my fate!

A fate which I took the first step towards fulfilling three days after
the wedding ( and a mere 24 hours before they were to leave on the round
the world honeymoon trip she had arranged for them to take) that dad
broke the news to me (and Jill as well which I had mistakenly thought at
the time that he did as well) that I was going to be shipped off to the
Hawthorn School for Boys (in Maine) while he and Janice worked things
out over the next year, at which point he told me I would be able to
come home, and that we would all then become one happy family.

To say the least I didn't believe more than one word out of three that
he said to me that last day, which turned out was one word in three to
many!

The Time
[19 Months Later]
The Place
(157 W.Main St Orwell,Penn)

Opening the door of the dinged up old yellow taxi (that drove me from
the commuter airport) I quickly got out of the back primarily to escape
the foul cigar smoke filled interior (which had been making me sicker
than a dog) at which point I then screwed up my courage and leaned into
the open passenger side window and handed the driver two twenty and two
five dollar bills I owed him for the ride, at which point (after
checking if they were the real deal) he then reached over and popped the
trunk switch latch so I could then get my two suitcases from out of the
remarkably clean interior (which regretfully I felt I had not ridden in
instead of the back seat).

Setting them onto the cracked pavement I then slammed the trunk shut at
which point the cocksucker hit the gas which (as he pulled away) left me
in a cloud of burnt and choking oil smoke which made me feel even more
like a stranger in a strange land!

Pulling out the large brown envelope (that Janice had sent to me last