He was given fifty dollars, a bus ticket and a ride to the bus station.
Finally, he would be reunited with his wife and children. He exited the bus and walked to his house, actually it was his wife’s as he had transferred his right of ownership to her when he was first incarcerated. He discovered an unkempt yard and a foreclosure notice posted on the front door stating there were only two days left before the bank would be taking possession of it. He knocked on the door for several minutes before realizing that it was an exercise in futility.He took a few steps back and charged the door with his six-foot four-inch and two-hundred and sixty-five pound body. The door gave way and he plunged through the doorway. He suddenly found himself in the middle of the living room which was devoid of all furniture, as were all the rooms. However, he saw on the floor before him a note that had been left by his”beloved” wife.
Tears rolled down his cheeks as he read that his wife tried to hang on. Hang on to him, the children and the house…..but it all slipped away. The kids grew up rebellious and she couldn’t afford the mortgage payments anymore, despite selling the furniture.
But the dagger to his heart that went the deepest was the fact that she had found someone else and ran off with him.
Danny began to count his options, which included suicide.
He decided he wouldn’t make a rash decision and would sleep on it. He wadded up his coat and used it as a pillow as he stretched out on the floor.
He woke up the next morning with a clear mind. A large smile crossed his face as he knew what the answer was to his dilemma. He was on his way to commit a crime and would deliberately get caught.
In the parking lot of the liquor store he was planning on robbing he ran into his wife.
It turns out her “Prince Charming” wasn’t so charming.
“Danny , would you be willing to take me back?”
“Most definitely, I’m still in love with you. But what about the kids?”
“The kids have been in counseling and have turned into wonderful, responsible adults.”
“That’s great but where will we live, we’re losing the house?”
“Oh, that’s a mistake. The bank wasn’t supposed to foreclose. There are government funds under the Covid 19 Relief Act that will pay all the past mortgage payments and bring us current.”
As Danny was telling his wife how his luck was changing a police car pulled up.
An officer got out and asked, “Are you Danny McCormick.”
“Yes, I am.”
“You’re under arrest for breaking and entering and trespassing.”
Deja vu, all over again.