call back

He asked me to come back.  I’m thirsty as hell but I’m afraid to touch any drinks or food that he paid for because he told me earlier I couldn’t because he paid for them.  I guess I’m going to have to figure out how to put gas in the car so he can run it all out again.  He refuses to put gas in my car because it’s my car and he doesn’t think he should gas it up when he runs the gas out.  He won’t even let me turn on the ac and it’s in the 90s outside at 9 pm.  I’m so scared of him now.  His drinking is seriously out of control and so is he.  I wonder if he felt this way in Albuquerque but being mostly sober he kept it to himself.  I’ve got to get out of here.  I can’t take it any more.  I can’t go to a shelter because of last time and because I have Murray….he’ll get put in a cage at the pound or the SPCA.  I’ll never get him back.  There should be places to take your therapy animals to be placed in private homes or somewhere else safe until you can get back on your feet.  I wish I could get out of here now but I can’t.

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