My name is Richard Evans, I am a writer, but I want to talk about what was in our family, without thought. And Carrie and I were all bad, very bad. Perhaps we did not fit each other in character, but we constantly fought hard battles with her. We quarreled and scandalized, scandalized and quarreled. Divorce seemed inevitable.
When we once again terribly quarreled on the phone and the pipes were thrown from both sides, I just broke. I was already no one to yell at, I was yelling just like that, from wild rage. The fact is that I still did not want to get a divorce. I still knew that Carrie is a good person, I naturally am silent to myself, so why can’t two good and loving people get along together? Continue reading