She had the good fortune to find an apartment for cheap, and a job as a secretary at a small law firm soon afterwards. He hadn’t even tried to argue, just signed the divorce papers and let her take Max when she moved out. She had stayed with him for six more years before she finally had enough when he went to the hospital for yet another drug overdose. ![]() But she had been young and dumb, and Joseph provided some measure of security where she was lacking elsewhere. Looking back, she supposed that she shouldn’t have been too surprised at the fact that he soon turned to harder drugs, becoming an addict who disappeared at all hours despite the newborn back home. Joseph had been the one to introduce her to weed, when she was eleven and he was fourteen. She just felt accomplished that she didn’t have Max until she was married, although at eighteen years old that didn’t mean much, in retrospect. Susan wanted the security of a husband in her life, and didn’t know to look for the right kind of husband as a teenager. But Susan had seen how difficult it was for her mom, struggling to keep a roof over their head and food on the table because she’d never had Susan’s father to help out when she’d gotten pregnant with her in high school. She had loved him, and he loved her, though maybe not as much as he should have. He was older, at twenty-one, but they had lived in the same apartment building since she was eight and her mom moved them from Sacramento, so Susan didn’t think of him as being older – he was her friend. Susan married Joseph as an eighteen-year-old right out of high school. ![]() ← Previous Work Part 19 of Something Like a Family Next Work → Stats: Published: Words: 7205 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 18 Kudos: 609 Bookmarks: 48 Hits: 6399
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