It was a beautiful fall Saturday in Talladega, Alabama. Much of the morning had been completing the setup of the campsite as Eric and Sarah had arrived late Friday night and only setup the necessities so they could get some sleep. They knew what was to come Saturday and Sunday. On Saturday it would be the Busch Series Race, a little drinking, a little shopping, a little sitting around getting to know the campsite neighbors; you know what normally happens at “The Races”. On Sunday Eric and Sarah would go to the biggest, fastest, most competitive race... The Winston Cup Series of racing or Nextel Cup Series as it’s called now. Saturday started as any Saturday at the races started. There was a little shopping that morning, When they got back to the campsite, Sarah put together some lunch, sandwiches and chips and beer. They were enjoying their lunch, talking to the campsite neighbors when the phone rings… Eric answers the phone, carries on a conversation and Sarah ask, “Who’s on the phone”…. He replies, “Carolyn”… oh really Sarah says, let me talk to her, Sarah was going to invite her over to the campsite for supper as she was at the races too. He hands her the phone and jokingly Sarah says “I thought that this was his girlfriend calling.” Carolyns response was “Well, you’re taking it well.” Nothing but rage flew all over her… as Sarah handed him the phone the rage grew and grew, she felt like she had been slapped hard in the face. Eric gets up from his chair, walks to the other side of the truck and finishes the conversation. After about 10 minutes more, Eric hung up the phone. Sarah ask “what the hell did she mean by that” Oh nothing he says… "I’m not stupid, I wasn’t born last night", she said. She knew. She knew deep in her gut what that statement meant. Her worst fear ever was coming true. The afternoon went on, Sarah continued drinking and not eat. The campsite neighbors were talking to visiting when the phone rings again. Sarah goes to answer it and he grabs it from her hand… yes, it was HER. Day turned to night and Sarah continued to drink. She had gotten in his face and asked him once again what Carolyn had meant by that comment. She got up from her chair, walked over to the cooler to get another beer and he follows her. Bad mistake…. it was dark and she knew that he could not see what was about to happen. Instead of grabbing one beer, she grabbed two. She continued to ask about her comment and he kept saying nothing… finally he said that “she’s in love with me”… about the time he said that, she took a full can of beer and laid it on the right side of his head. Whew… she felt better…… she felt really, really good…. Sunday came; they made their way to the race track, watched the race... which by this time was no fun. After the race they went back to the campsite and began to pack up their stuff. Sarah was in no mood to talk. It was going to be a long drive back to Tennessee. About halfway home Sarah announced that she would be filing for divorce on Monday. Monday came and went, she didn’t file for divorce. She lived with him for 13 more months thinking that it would get better, it didn't. She put up with his cheating for 13 more months. Not because she was still in love with, but thinking it was in the best interest of the children. On November 16, 2003 he left. Sarah had had surgery on a torn ACL in October and had not been working. She had $3.00 in her pocket, he had let the mortgage get 2 ½ months behind, the Jeep payment was 2 months behind, there was no groceries in the house, the electricity bill was due, the water bill was due, the phone bill was due and he leaves… he moves in with Her….. They were finally divorced February 2, 2004. The end of a 10 year marriage. **Names have been changed to protect some of the innocent but this is a true story. The story was briefly written. Had I written then entire happenings of the 13 months that Sarah and Eric lived together you would be reading all day. Have a great weekend all.