Eighteen Again: And He's Out

The acrid smell of smoke choked Sarah Miller, her leg a searing agony as flames licked at her home.

Just moments ago, her husband, Rick, had shoved her down the stairs, breaking her leg, then watched calmly as the faulty wiring he ignored ignited their house.

Trapped and engulfed by the roaring fire, Sarah screamed his name, but no answer came.

He was gone, abandoning her for worthless papers, leaving her for dead in the inferno stoked by his own negligence and rage.

Twenty years of selfless support, of being his scapegoat and bankroll, all culminated in this cruel, final act.