The weather was real ugly the night I left my husband. I caught him with his sister's maid-of-honour and took my two small boys and left in the middle of a snow storm. I headed for home across the Canadian prairies. A friendly trucker gave us refuge from the freezing weather in his sleeper cab that first night and then I was on my own. As soon as I reached home I knew it would never be that again....home. I took what I wanted from our marriage and headed out again, looking for a place to hide and heal.
He caught me on the bridge leaving town.
