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well aware of her rocky, tumultuous history. At twenty-eight, she’d been married and divorced three times. She borrowed money and wasted much more, soon falling into debt that dipped well into the thousands. She was, quite simply, a train wreck.
    But she wanted to be his train wreck and he’d never felt happier. Never had a relationship consumed him like theirs did. He dated lots of women and had a few short-term relationships, but nothing like what he felt for Vickie. He fell completely head over heels in love with her.
    And then she got pregnant. He got careless with her. Something he’d never done before. But she came on to him so much, and so often, that he didn’t always realize it was going to happen again, or so soon, so he wasn’t always ready with protection. So of course, she got knocked up. The crazy part was how okay he felt with it. He thought he could change her, and hoped to stabilize her. He knew he loved her, and thought he could handle her.
    What he failed to realize was that only two years later, he couldn’t even stand her. He grabbed her arm and jerked her forward, dragging her behind him like a limp rag doll. He flipped on the shower with only cold water and threw her in the tub. She shuddered and sputtered when her eyes finally opened as she tried to stand up, but she slipped twice in her drunken stupor. She screamed, “You stupid asshole,” in a slurred, almost incomprehensible garble of words.
    What no one knew then, and not one single person understood, was that she was an alcoholic. It was quite shocking for Donny, and the opposite of what he expected after marrying her. He walked around in a deranged trance for weeks after finally arriving at the proper conclusion. During their few months of dating, they partied hard. Frequenting bars and clubs, they got drunk a lot and had endless sex and fun. He didn’t notice her problem at first. Right after she got pregnant, she managed to control it enough to have a healthy pregnancy and a safe birth. But three weeks later, he came home to find her… like this. She was fully passed out, leaving his newborn baby lying helpless, screaming and crying, on the corner of the bed. He was shit-in-your-pants shocked at the scene. He never expected to come home from work and find her like that, or his baby in so much distress. He didn’t realize that although Vickie didn’t drink every day, when she did, she drank herself stupid. She didn’t stop until she physically passed out.
    All three of her failed marriages weren’t because of her flighty, careless personality, or her husbands’ boredom. No, the problem was her drinking; and that finally came to light for each of her husbands although none of them could stop it, or stand her. So of course, they divorced her. She pretended it was all her doing, when, in fact, it was theirs. As far as Donny could gather, none of them exposed her secret, perhaps out of some misplaced guilt.
    He was cautious before leaving her in charge of their infant. Much to his deep disappointment, he knew he couldn’t really trust her. For all her fun and merry-making, she was also selfish, careless, rash, and completely unreliable. He took several weeks off to be with their new baby in order to teach her the basics of caring for an infant. She tried. Even more than usual. He saw moments where she actually cooed, or played, and seemed to be bonding with Julia. Others, however, found her not so involved. She never got up at night, and refused to pick her up when she cried. She didn’t do the normal things most new mothers would do.
    Donny did all the baby chores. The problem was: he needed to work. He patiently spent days preparing her for her first day alone with Julia. Eight hours. That’s all she had to handle. Instead, he found her dead to the world while his child screamed, neglected, and uncared for, beside her.
    He scooped Julia up, fear crushing his heart over Vickie. Only as he leaned closer to her could he smell the