A Match Made In Heaven

Chapter 1

Melinda Gordon sipped her coffee and sighed. She had finally come to a decision one that was definitely not easy to make, considering the circumstances, but one that had to be made.

20 minutes later her husband had finally arrived home. It had probably been a late night at the college again considering his class was supposed to have ended hours ago.

"Honey, I'm home," Rick said a little exhausted. Melinda sighed, she wasn't sure how he would take it but she knew it had to be done.

"Rick, I'm right here," Melinda said softly.

"Oh hi," he said pecking her cheek. Melinda smiled a little at his greeting. "Where are the girls?" he asked. Melinda glared at him.

"Hmm let's see it's nearly 10:30, where do you think they are, Rick?" she asked him obviously annoyed.

"In bed?" he guessed feeling a little cowardly to answer. Melinda just glared back at him and walked over to the couch with her husband following close behind. Once the two were both seated Melinda began her little speech.

"Look Rick, we need to talk."

"Okay, shoot."

"Well I haven't been happy with our marriage for a while and I've been telling you this constantly for the past year but yet I'm still unhappy and I think something needs to happen."

"Great, I'll book a marriage counsellor and we can figure this thing out." Melinda sighed and smiled a little at the same time. He always had a solution didn't he.

"No Rick. That's not that kind of thing I think needs to happen. Marriage counselling was months ago. I'm talking about a divorce." Rick's eyes went wide.

"W-what do you mean? What about the girls?" Rick said practically screaming.

"Rick, lower your voice, the girls are sleeping!" Melinda yelled in a whisper.

"Sorry if I'm a little upset here Melinda but you just asked for a divorce. How should I react?" Rick said still yelling.



"You can try for once in your god damn life to understand why and stop being so damn selfish! Jesus Rick, you don't get it do you? I'm tired of waiting till 10:30 for you to come home. I'm tired of having to tuck your girls in at night, telling them that you'll do something with them that you never do! And I'm tired of having you come home smelling like alcohol!" Rick just looked to the floor. "Yes I know that you're still drinking even though you promised that you'd go to those AA meetings. They never happened did they?"

"I went to one," Rick volunteered quietly.

"And why the hell should I believe that? Rick what happens when you drive home drunk, yet again and you just don't make it. See I wish you'd think about that when you get behind that wheel but the problem is, you're too selfish too and I'm done living with it," Melinda finished with tears in her eyes. She walked up to the stairs then turned around again. "You missed my birthday, Rick. You missed Kenzie's recital," Melinda said with a sniffle.

"Mel I-"

"Don't call me that, you don't deserve to," she said turning to walk up the stairs.

"Melinda, where the hell am I going to sleep?" Melinda turned around once again and pretended to ponder on this idiotic question. "Hmmm maybe outside, yeah I think that will be best."

"Melinda you can't be serious," Rick said hoping she was just in fact, kidding.

"No Rick, I'm not. Personally I don't think animals should be in the house but I suppose that's just a personal choice," she said with an evil smile. Rick just looked at her absolutely dumbfounded. Melinda smiled again then continued to walk up to her bedroom, slamming the door behind her.