He was tired and dreaded going home.
Each day was worse than the day before, as her tyranny seemed to graduate a notch per day.
Nothing he did was good enough and she had practically turned him into her slave – working and handing over his earnings to her, cooking, cleaning and serving her hand and foot, yet she whined.
Each time she threatened to call the immigration on him.
Each time he wondered if the price he was paying was worth the passport he hoped to get through this hellish marriage, since their love had flown out of the window.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
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Great story! Such a horrible way to live.
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I agree with you.Not a good life.
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Yikes, wonder how many people really live that way? Wonderful story!
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I can bet a good number might be living like this which is just sad
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All for an American passport!
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A tough situation.
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Another wonderful story, Jacqueline. 🙂 No one should have to live like that.
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Not at all. A miserable life I must say.
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He should tell her to take that passport and shove it.
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I think so too!
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What a great 5 sentences which could take a reader anywhere….. 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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I like this Jacqueline. Feel very sorry for the guy. Let’s hope it doesn’t turn into a crime. No prizes for guessing who dunnit – if it does!
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His fingerprints would be all over it 🙂
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