Time to go

I fell, tripping on the steps up to my front door. The mail went flying, the backpack fell from my shoulder. I hit my right knee/lower leg, right wrist and hand on the concrete steps. Pain shot up from my knee and down my arm. I was on all fours on the steps for several seconds and I actually cried out due to the pain. You walked over to me and asked what happened. I said I fell! I know you are no longer my husband, but I’ve seen you treat strangers better than this. I was truly physically hurt. “I don’t know what you want.” How about you help me up? I would do this to a stranger. Thank God this is the last night I have to spend in this house. You are not a good person.