Then nature called and I had to go to the bathroom.“Pause it, I'll be right back,” I said.“Sure,” Tim replied.So I went to the bathroom, but a...s I was done and about to walk out the door, I got a call, It was Joe. So I answered of course, but I couldn't hear much. I just heard some breathing and some other weird noises in the back round. Then I heard some yelling.“Yes fuck me harder!” A woman yelled.“Who the fuck is this?” I asked.But I got no response, then I heard some more yelling, but not. Twenty five and counting.’ I saw movement and heard low voices in the watermelon patch. Dallas was moving for a closer shot. ‘Twenty and counting.’ I had spent a lot of time in both yards I figured he wouldn’t shoot until he was clear of the clothes line. His red headed wife was about six inches taller then him and a lot meaner. I watched Dallas take enough steps to clear the clothesline on the right. He didn’t raise the gun. He let it finish the count from his waist. ‘Booooommm’ Dallas fired. But then came sadness when I thought of self-destruction that would accompany my revenge. After I worked through these two primitive emotions I came to point of Nirvana. I concluded that I just did not care anymore about her, our marriage, or my future.I met Sandy when she moved next door when we were just kids. I was all of eight years old and she was five. Pretty soon we were doing everything together. We never dated anyone else and we never fought. Ours was a life that people dream of. I was. I could not get by what she was carrying in her body.I was dating Dixie on weekends and it was getting harder and harder for me to walk away from her when I took her home. Why she put up with it I'll never know. I was getting closer and closer to the point where I would finally say to hell with it. When Ellen broke her vows to me she released me from mine and that point was probably going to be reached on the coming Saturday night.It was Thursday and I was busy fixing myself dinner and thinking.