Helen was superwoman. Her life was the epitome of ideal. Happily married for 12 years with the requisite two children, comfortable home, picket fence and family dog. No one knew she how she spent her off time … time away from the world.
Living had taken a toll on her once trim fit body. Her mind stored all the memories of better days. When did life get sour? Or had life always been that way. Helen was consumed and confused by the possible. Staying in bed wallowing away the minutes turned into hours was easier. Her destiny was to remain that way.