I should mention here that Victor and I were business partners too. We moved the business into the office of that huge house and I ran the business and took care of the kids while Victor was out screwing around having fun with his girlfriend. I at least made a salary running the business, but I had made that salary before we moved into that place. Suddenly however, my work load increased because Vic just dumped everything on me to go play. Theoretically we had a third business partner, Vic's best friend Jim, but Jim showed up for his pay check and that was pretty much all I ever saw of or heard from him. At think by that time Jim literally was just picking up a pay check and not doing anything of any real value in the business.
The first few nights after we moved into the new house, it was as if things hadn't changed much. Victor became Terri in that he was never home. He was always out with his girlfriend (who later became his wife) and the kids and I were in the exact same head space as always, we just lived some place different.
What prompted this whole story was my memory of the second night there in that house. Victor had bought the girls their own brand new bedroom sets and for the first time in their whole lives, they no longer shared a room with each other. Rachie was good after that first night, she slept through the night with no problem at all. But Ally was a whole other story. The first night she cried until she passed out. No amount of my rubbing her back, or rocking her or singing to her or anything consoled her enough to go to sleep. I hadn't gotten any sleep that first night and I was really looking forward to some sleep the next night.
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