Well hell, the situation escalated quickly. My wife went to work on Friday and confessed to her theft. Of course, she was fired, of course, they had to file a police report.
I knew none of this first hand because I was in my $300 car headed east, fast. I assumed that my wife had left me, so I had nothing holding me in Colorado anymore. I calculated how much gas it would take to book it to Florida and headed out with very little in the back. It is high time my girls learn some moderation, so we were on our way .....
Until I got a text from my wife saying "I'm sorry. Tell the girls I love them"
Obviously a ploy to get me to turn around even though she didn't know that I had left. I was 70 miles into Kansas. Then I got a text from her friend, " Matt, she is gone and all of her pills are missing"
I hit the next offramp and headed back to the west. I got back to the DMA( Denver Metro Area) around 9:30 last night and started a grid around the friend's house. I got an idea and texted the friend asking if she had taken anything else besides the pills. She told me she had her wallet as well and she had left out all of the girls' personal documents on the table. I tried April's phone a few minutes later thinking she could be in a hotel and her friend picked the phone up and informed me that she had found April in her shed, wrapped in a blanket. She was alive, but unresponsive. She had chased a bottle of zolpedem with a bottle of Ambien and a Coke. When I got there the paramedics were there with her. She was sitting in a chair, staring blankly into space. They got her to walk to the gurney and put her in the back of the ambulance. I took the girls into the house and said goodnight and followed the ambulance to the hospital. I waited a while and the security guard came out and said she was refusing visitors. I slept that night in front of the friend's house, in my car, very uncomfortably.
That's all I can do. It gets even twistier in the next episode.
Note: through this entire saga, I have told my children the absolute truth of what is happening. They are young, but, I think that undermining my trust by softening things will not help. Their faith in their mother is gone and my heart is broken for that. No more, no spoilers. Tomorrow perhaps.
