爱的救生绳Homemaking（1/2）
佚名/Anonyo
One ray NoveberI had about all I uld take.I knew if I didn’t leave the hoe soon I would unleash a stor of anger on y hband, A.K.
“I’ takg you to work.”A.K.said.I struggled to y jacket, and then grabbed y satchel and lesson pns.“I’ve been drivg that route for any years.Idrive it now.”
“I said I’ takg you to work.”He reached for his boots.
I looked at the stacks of he dirty dishes still oable.“Don’t you have enough to do? Itake care of yself.”l stalked out, not even kissg hi good-bye.
“Don’t take the shortcut, Donna!”He shouted after .
A heart attack that past sprg forced y hband to leave his job.l wasthe iddle of y enty-seeaulty etgs and students, all I wanted was a hot ho oked al and a good night’s sleep.
A icroackage greetedat the table.
One night, I was horrified to disver A.K.had turned our white sheets a spicioly denilike shade of be.
“l found out how to save on water, soap aricity.”A.K.annouriuphantly.“Jt wash everythg together.”
Durg the onths that followed, his okg sohow ao get worse.At least I okedbanced als, I wao say.But then I would reber the ti A.K.had eaten every beet and plihe dhough I disvered ter how he detested the sight of beets.So I wouldn’t say anythg to hi.
As for as I was hgs uldn’t get uch worse.So that raywhen I found a now-be half-slip stuffeda dresser drawer, I uld only grit y teeth, l had it!
Lord, ’t you help hi with jt the basics of takg care of ? I stord out of the hoe.
Teer, ign A.K.’s warng abort takg the shortcutbad weather, I turned off the a route.
But as I rouhe rner a swirlg ss ghed across y path.It ’t be that deep, I thought.But after a few feet, the car stalled.Alost 20 utes passed, the care swayed.The choty water surged.Please, God, I prayed, take care of .
Three long bsts of horn terrupted y prayg.Lookg over y shoulder, A.K.!
“Donna!I’ throg a rope,”he yelled.“Hang on to it and walk straight toward .”
I opehe drabbed the rope.I slippedthe rhg water,“I ’t!”I scread, strag at the rope.
“Yes, you .”His voice was cal.
If it had been anybody but A.K., I don’t thk I uld have do.But I trted y hband.I didly as he structed, and fally fell to his ars.“Thank you,”I said, sobbg agast his chest.“I’ sorry I got so angry with you.It’s jt that ...”
“Sssss ...”A.K.urured.“It’s okay now.I’ve got you.”
God had rededthat A.K.uood a thg or how about takg care ofafter all.
11月，一个雨天的早上，我已经对周围的一切感到极度厌烦，如果不马上离开家的话，我肯定会对丈夫艾·克发火的。
“我送你去上班吧。”艾·克说。我猛地穿上夹克，抓起包和教案说：“我已经在这条路上开了很多年了，现在也可以。”
“我说了我送你去上班。”他说着，伸手去够他的靴子。
我看着桌上成堆的报纸和脏盘子，说道：“你闲着没事吗？我能照顾我自己。”说完就仰起头走了，连一个吻和再见都没有。
“唐娜，不要抄近道啊！”他在我身后喊道。
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