The Lady Blue (The Best Shot)

     Life. It happens. You just have to deal with it. Some people say life never gives you more than you can handle. I just don't think it's true. If it was we wouldn't have so many mental health centers. At least that's my take on it.      
       
     The day my baby died was the final straw for me. It completely devastated me. I concluded that I must be getting my punishment for all the wrong I had done in my past. I'm surely not forgiven or else I wouldn't have lost not one baby but two of them.      
       
     I no longer wished to participate in life. I lay in my bed just waiting for the other shoe to fall. At first, I honestly believed that Gary was trying to help me want to live but I cared nothing about his feelings any longer. I wondered if Gary's handgun was loaded and I could use it to end my tortured life.            
       
     I was so racked with pain I became oblivious to what was going on around me.  I was sure I was fast slipping into madness. The days went on the same everyday. I wasn't eating and my sleep pattern was non-existent. Life was just too hard for me. I had to do something before it was too late.I was still confused and just didn't think my life was worth living anymore.    
       
    .I tried to get out of the bed but my muscles were too weak for me to stand up. I fell backwards onto the bed. Each day I would try again until I was strong enough to walk. The purpose behind it was not to prolong life but instead to be able to get around so I could search for Gary's gun. I would then be able to do myself  in.  The day came when I could walk around my room and I was thrilled.  I was able to manage the steps on the stairs case and go to the desk where I thought he would be keeping the 9 mm gun. As soon as I picked up the gun my hand started trembling. Do I or don't I pull the trigger.      
       
     My thoughts were interrupted by the sounds of loud laughter coming from somewhere beyond the French doors leading to the dining room. I crossed the room and seeing that the doors were slightly ajar, I peered into the room. My jaw dropped when I discovered Gary and our maid Evelyn doing each other on the floor in front of the china cabinet. I had creeped into the room so quietly they never knew I was there. My anger rose to a feverish level. I raised the gun and got ready to take my best shot at them.      
I pulled the trigger, sure that they never saw it coming.