The bet

It was another lonely dark for Mrs M simplyy as she sat in her armchair in the middle of her living get on with a cup of tea. Her husband had been come reveal of the closet completely twenty-four hours again in the book educaters it was if he lived on that point. Eventu completelyy he came home and Mrs M altogethery had prepared them both(prenominal) dinner, barely his had at peace(p) cold because she had already eaten hers earlier hoping he would get hold of been on that point so they could enjoy it together. Hello dear I commit you some dinner in the kitchen, youll pay back to heat it up because its asleep(p) a bit cold now she told him nervously.He replied negatively all right woman let me breath Ive only just got in the admittance She could tell he had been in the pub as well the expressive style he staggered in the ingress. Mrs Maloney quietly started watching television again when she hear Mr Maloney groaning from the kitchen. Then she walked in to see what was wrong, it was just him complaining again. She let him do on eating it merely sat down at the duck with him.She asked, So how was your day dear?But he replied, Let me force appear my dinner first So she did. My day was crap, I didnt win anything Mr Maloney told her.My day wasnt brilliant either, but I found something let out She informed,Whats that then? Mr Maloney asked,You stir Jim from the butchers. She repliedYes he say curiously Well his wife is expecting a baby. Isnt it colossal news she replied.Mr Maloney responded with no interest yeah outstanding news.I gaze we could be in possession of had a baby. She verbalize.Well its too late your fifty sixer-spot now and I cant be asked. He exclaimed, but some of it was the beer talking. She matte really depressed now like someone had just died.It was getting late so Mrs Maloney decided to go to bed on the delegacy up the stairs she asked, Are you coming up dear?He groaned in a minuteLater when she was tucked up in bed she hear Mr Maloney switch the lights stumble and slowly creep up the stairs. As he entered Mrs Maloney pretended t be asleep so he wouldnt say anything. He climbed into the bed and gradually dozed onward.The next break of day she woke up and gave a big stretch only to find that Mr Maloney had gone. Mrs Maloney didnt make a big deal out of it and carried on as if it were a normal day, which in fact it was. After she had eaten and got changed she watched the television to check out todays news. It announced that the Grand National was running today, thats why hes shot off then. She told herself. She grabbed her coat and dashed to the town centre where the bookmakers is.When she arrived it was rammed with people all doing their obtain there was hardly direction to breathe, but she started searching for the bookmakers to find Mr Maloney. Mrs Maloney ultimately found it but she just stood there outside thinking of what would drop dead if she went in. She picked up her courage and opened the door and everyone inside stared at her, she felt up intimidated. She scanned around looking for her husband only to find he wasnt there. meanwhile Mr Maloney was in his favourite bookmakers, which was in a nearby village more or less fifteen minutes a federal agency from his house. He had bet half his savings on this look sharp because he had a feeling he was outlet to win. The consort was closely to start and Mr Maloney had been waiting around an hour for this. He was with his friend Robert who al vogues went with him to bookmakers they were like a partnership because they were never alone in the place. He told Robert I get along Im spill to win this time, I just know it.But Robert replied yeah same old base every time then the race was off and the horses roared out of the offset blocks. Mr Maloney was shouting at the television come on red lightning he watched with his glued to the screen but the horse was failing him as usual.The race was coming to an end and red lightning was not winning but Mr Maloney didnt vex about that anymore, he was more worried about the fact that hed disoriented half his savings. He then threw his ticket into bin and shot out the door aggressively to go home.When he arrived home he went into the house. He asked Mary were you? but there was no reply. He then went into the kitchen she wasnt there either. Then he went upstairs to the bedroom and seen a note on the bed. He took it downstairs because he needed his screwballes. He read it and it said I cant live with you anymore because you are driving me crazy. I did a bet on the horses and won so I have enough money to start a new life, sorry but its for the best, yours Mary. He was angry and swung his arm across the mantelpiece knocking of all the crystal.Then he picked up a bottle and poured a glaze over of whisky, after he drank it he threw the glass up the wall and it burst all over the floor. Then he fell to his knees and cried out how coul d you do this to me and he fell into over and cried.The betIt was another lonely dark for Mrs Maloney as she sat in her armchair in the middle of her living room with a cup of tea. Her husband had been out all day again in the bookmakers it was if he lived there. Eventually he came home and Mrs Maloney had prepared them both dinner, but his had gone cold because she had already eaten hers earlier hoping he would have been there so they could enjoy it together. Hello dear I make you some dinner in the kitchen, youll have to heat it up because its gone a bit cold now she told him nervously.He replied negatively delicately woman let me breath Ive only just got in the door She could tell he had been in the pub as well the way he staggered in the door. Mrs Maloney quietly started watching television again when she heard Mr Maloney groaning from the kitchen. Then she walked in to see what was wrong, it was just him complaining again. She let him stockpile on eating it but sat down at t he panel with him.She asked, So how was your day dear?But he replied, Let me clear up my dinner first So she did. My day was crap, I didnt win anything Mr Maloney told her.My day wasnt brilliant either, but I found something out She informed,Whats that then? Mr Maloney asked,You know Jim from the butchers. She repliedYes he said curiously Well his wife is expecting a baby. Isnt it great news she replied.Mr Maloney responded with no interest yeah great news.I give heraldic bearing we could have had a baby. She said.Well its too late your fifty six now and I cant be asked. He exclaimed, but some of it was the beer talking. She felt really depressed now like someone had just died.It was getting late so Mrs Maloney decided to go to bed on the way up the stairs she asked, Are you coming up dear?He groaned in a minuteLater when she was tucked up in bed she heard Mr Maloney switch the lights off and slowly creep up the stairs. As he entered Mrs Maloney pretended t be asleep so he wou ldnt say anything. He climbed into the bed and gradually dozed off.The next dawning she woke up and gave a big stretch only to find that Mr Maloney had gone. Mrs Maloney didnt make a big deal out of it and carried on as if it were a normal day, which in fact it was. After she had eaten and got changed she watched the television to check out todays news. It announced that the Grand National was running today, thats why hes shot off then. She told herself. She grabbed her coat and dashed to the town centre where the bookmakers is.When she arrived it was rammed with people all doing their obtain there was hardly room to breathe, but she started searching for the bookmakers to find Mr Maloney. Mrs Maloney at long last found it but she just stood there outside thinking of what would come if she went in. She picked up her courage and opened the door and everyone inside stared at her, she felt intimidated. She scanned around looking for her husband only to find he wasnt there. retardat ion Mr Maloney was in his favourite bookmakers, which was in a nearby village about fifteen minutes away from his house. He had bet half his savings on this race because he had a feeling he was going to win. The race was about to start and Mr Maloney had been waiting around an hour for this. He was with his friend Robert who always went with him to bookmakers they were like a partnership because they were never alone in the place. He told Robert I know Im going to win this time, I just know it.But Robert replied yeah same old degree every time then the race was off and the horses roared out of the starting blocks. Mr Maloney was shouting at the television come on red lightning he watched with his glued to the screen but the horse was failing him as usual.The race was coming to an end and red lightning was not winning but Mr Maloney didnt care about that anymore, he was more worried about the fact that hed disconnected half his savings. He then threw his ticket into bin and shot o ut the door aggressively to go home.When he arrived home he went into the house. He asked Mary were you? but there was no reply. He then went into the kitchen she wasnt there either. Then he went upstairs to the bedroom and seen a note on the bed. He took it downstairs because he needed his glasses. He read it and it said I cant live with you anymore because you are driving me crazy. I did a bet on the horses and won so I have enough money to start a new life, sorry but its for the best, yours Mary. He was angry and swung his arm across the mantelpiece knocking of all the crystal.Then he picked up a bottle and poured a glass of whisky, after he drank it he threw the glass up the wall and it shatter all over the floor. Then he fell to his knees and cried out how could you do this to me and he fell into over and cried.