Wish I could be just a little less dramatic
Like a Kennedy when Camelot went down in flames
Leave it to me to be holdin’ the matches
When the fire trucks show up and there’s nobody else to blame
Can’t get revenge and keep a spotless reputation
Sometimes revenge is a choice you gotta make
I was the cheerleader, the princess, the dancer, the girl every guy wanted and the girl all the other ones wanted to be. I dreamed of marrying the football star, the guy who would go to college at Baylor or A&M, maybe even TCU. SMU wasn't too bad if it came to that. The guy who wanted more for himself, for his wife, for his kids. I married that guy. Except... he graduated with the wrong degree and chose to run into burning buildings and live at a firehouse as much, if not more, than he lived with me, with our daughter.
I dreamed of going to art galleries and museums, the ballet, the symphony on dates. He thought Taco Bell and a dollar movie was perfect. If he was really feeling romantic, hockey.
That's what I get for marrying an alpha male.
It took 9 years and Cassie later for me to realize Jon was never going to change and that I'd made a terrible mistake. Meeting Ryan Miller was just the final nail in a coffin that already had dirt thrown on top of it.
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