Descent Into Hell

<p>I married Luke on February 29 2004. It was a third marriage for each of us. I had no reservations. This marriage would not only work it would be wonderful! Luke was a gentle soft-spoken giant of a man and he owned two businesses. I would never suffer financially again.</p><p></p><p>Just a few months into the relationship however I could no longer deny that things were going terribly wrong. Luke quit his job almost as soon as he said I do and he began to treat me and my kids with utter disdain and derision. He sank me into such debt that I wondered if I could ever get out of it. </p><p></p><p>And his older sister Mary was who he lived for. I was second to Luke. I was crushed with the realization that my third marriage was also crumbling.</p><p></p><p>I had to make a decision: would I ask Luke to leave or would I try my hardest to make our marriage work? I could not stand the thought of going through another divorce but neither could I live with a giant louse. What would I do? </p>