Not being able to sleep, I step out of bed naked and feel for the light switch. Last night, I almost fled with Connie and the kids to another country. Or at least I wished I did. George is getting more and more violent, and it is really making me wonder why I don't just have some of my buddies beat the ever-loving crap out of him.

Running my fingers over my neck and then scratching my head, I throw on my shorts before heading to the bathroom. Feeling the overwhelming need to pee, I open the door and find my mom laying on the floor just outside my bedroom....