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she’s
going to not only ruin every Xmas I ever have, but because of his guilt she’d
be ruling my life from the grave. That last one was maybe not so nice but hey,
it’s the truth.
    I had the
presence of mind to call mom and tell her what was going on so she wouldn’t be
standing at the airport waiting for us. She took it rather well, but she did
make a very weird statement. “Don’t worry sweetie, I’ll call the airlines and
have them book you on a later flight.” Harsh mom real harsh!

 
 
    So we drove
like a bat out of hell to get to the hospital, Damien still hasn’t spoken word
one. We flew through the doors and kept going until we reached the nurse’s
station. “Oh are you the son? Thank heavens, she’s been waiting for you.” Oh
shit, this is serious. I started getting sick to my stomach again. Damien went
to the room they directed him to while I stayed outside because they said she
requested only her son. No problem, that stung a little but it’s
understandable.
    I was a little surprised to find
father in law, his misplaced sperm, and the sister in law that I liked. (Her
name’s Denise by the way) sitting in the waiting area. Why weren’t these people
in there with Broom Hilda holding her hand in her final hour? To top it off
nobody was saying anything. I just sat there like a block of ice, or more like
a lump of coal since it’s the holidays.
    I got tired of it, no one had
said what was really going on, not even the nurses come to think of it, and I
had no idea what my poor hubby was in that room facing. Was she hooked up to
tubes, deformed, what?
    I headed back to the nurse’s
station for some info. “Look my in laws seem to be in shock or something and no
one’s talking. Can you please tell me what’s going on with my mother in law,
like how bad is it?”
    “Oh it’s nothing horrible like
that, you poor thing. She’s just waiting for a psych eval that’s all.” A what, what? My first thought was ‘what poor soul had the
misfortune to draw that particular straw at the holiday season? It’d take him
more time than he had to delve into her head, he’d be here ‘til next November.
    Then she
started telling me what all had happened and I felt my temperature rise with
each syllable.   Apparently the
succubus had “threatened” to kill herself. Then she’d locked herself in the
bathroom and father in law had panicked and called the cops when he couldn’t
get her out. The cops came and by law she had to be admitted to make sure that
she wasn’t a danger to herself. Upon entering the hospital all she wanted was
her son. Can you say pissed way the fuck off? I wanted to walk into that room
and drag Damien out, but then I figured maybe this will show him once and for all what a narcissistic bitch his birth sac was.
    So I headed
outside to call mom back and tell her what was going on. “That’s fine baby, we
got you a later flight in three hours.” Now I understood her cryptic remark,
she knew. She went on to tell me how the airline had tried to give her a hard
time because it was the holidays and they were fully booked and blah blah blah , her words not mine.
But then she’d told them she’d call back and dad had called somebody he knows
and half an hour later the airline called her back with a new flight.
    I made my way back to the room
where no one was still saying anything and took my seat. Denise gave me a weak
smile and I tried not to let my anger show at the situation, cause heaven knows
what these poor people have been through.
    “I don’t know what you’re doing here, it’s not like you’re
needed or wanted. This is all your fault…”
    “Not now Barbara, this is neither the time nor the place…”
    “Tough dad, I don’t see why the
rest of you are always so afraid to tell this little tramp how it is. I for one
am not afraid to speak my mind. This family was doing very well before you came
into the picture. We never fought or had disagreements until you showed up