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yet you made all these plans to go. You’re defying me.”
    â€œWell, I was trying to do something for us.”
    â€œI’m going to get my kids. You are going to be here and take care of them. And your parents have no right interfering in our lives.”
    â€œFine then, Dillon. Go get them,” I said, feeling the tears start to well up in my body. “We can keep them here and be all dysfunctional when you gotta go to work. Or you can let them stay with my mom for two weeks while I try this thing out and see how it goes. And I might stay longer, Dillon. But either way I’m going. I’m at least going to try this, because I have an opportunity to advance my career. I love you,” I told him. “And I’ll provide the complete itinerary of everywhere I’ll be. I gotta do this, Dillon. I got to.”
    â€œDo it and it shows me that you don’t love me and you don’t love this family. Shari, if you leave you might not have a place to come back to. You better think about that.” Dillon picked up his keys, rushed down the stairs, and the next thing I knew I heard the garage door go down, quickly letting me know he had left.
    I dropped to the floor beside my many bags. Balling my knees up to my chest, I rocked myself back and forth as the tears finally dropped.
    Okay, I thought. He’s made himself clear. If I leave we’re over. I hoped that Dillon was just talking noise and his anger was allowing him to say tons of stuff he didn’t really mean. But if he was being serious I had to be ready to deal with his ultimatum. Did going on this tour mean that much to me? Was it more important than keeping harmony in my marriage? I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand. I realized that we were out of sync long before I decided that I needed to do this. If I wanted the vibrant Shari to come back to life, I had to take action.
    Already I was needing the Lord to mend this before I had even left. Though I wasn’t completely sure the Lord wanted me to go, I didn’t feel that torn up about my decision. So I wasn’t gonna change my mind now. My mom had said yes, my ticket was waiting for me at the airport, and my stuff was ready. I was going on that tour, and if I didn’t have a marriage when I got back, I’d deal with that then, because I had to do this now.
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    Hours later I was flying off to tourland. My eyes focused hard on the Bloody Mary that was beside me. Watching the passenger seated next to me, that I didn’t know, enjoy his drink made me question if I too needed to unwind. I practically walked out on my marriage. I made a decision that I knew my husband didn’t approve of. Only the Lord knew what would happen next, and though my life was in His hands, I might’ve just made a huge mistake.
    â€œYou’re a pretty lady. Why are you looking so sad?” the blond, handsome gentleman, appearing to be in his forties said in a flirty way.
    I knew he was slightly intoxicated. I could smell his breath. This was his second drink, but it made me chuckle nonetheless. I just wished my husband had some of that flirtatious sense in him. Not saying I wanted him to go and say something sweet to another woman, but just to appreciate the beauty in his own lady. I wished that it somehow would trickle down to him to be interested in me instead of always wanting to hold me back in my place. What place was that? One I surely didn’t feel comfortable with. I looked down at my three-karat marque stone snugly fit on my finger and stared back at the man.
    â€œOh. Wedding problems,” he guessed. Puckering my lips and then letting the corners of it roll up into a soft smile affirmed his statement. Looking back down on my hand and playing with the gorgeous ring, which was one of the last few gifts I got from my husband being a four-year linebacker in the big leagues of football, I wondered why in the world I forgot to bring my band.
    When my