She Found Her Wings

Sam has been giving my number out to people that are searching for him. I have been getting phone calls from mostly attorneys and a few debt collectors. Several of them have talked to me a bit. When they find out I am his ex wife and divorced him because of his lying and stealing, most of them take my number out of their files, some say they can't because he said it was his number so they have to keep it for records. My curiosity is dying to know what he is doing, but I've never ask. I fight the urge to spend a few dollars and do a background check on him. To find out what all he did while we were married and he is doing now. I don't really care, I'm just curious and nosy, like any other women. Anything I find out might just irritate me. But it really doesn't matter anymore.

Jason suggested changing my phone number if it continued. I really didn't want to do that. It's the only cellphone number I've had since age 14. It was also kinda sentimental. I picked that number specifically. It was code numbers for some middle school boys my friends and I had made up. (Don't laugh, you know you had code names too). So I stalled, hoping things would calm down.

One day I had two calls, normally I only got one every few days. Then I was sitting on break at work and his number popped up. Sam was calling me. I just stared at my phone the entire time it rang. I wanted to answer and ask him what he could possibly think he needed to say to me. But I didn't answer. I'm done dealing with his crap and listening to his lies. Later that night I decided to text him back. I said, "I don't know why you think you have any reason to call me. But since you did, stop giving my number out to people who are looking for you". Maybe I should have just ignored it and not texted him. But I got it off my chest, and was able to just forget about it. But then I got another phone call. So I asked Jason to change my number while I was working that day. I have lived in Northwest Arkansas for almost 10 years, I might as well have the correct area code. This is my home. It always will be, now I have the phone number to back that up.

If anyone treats any of my family the way he did, you can bet I will be busting their door down and giving them a piece of my mind. But I am the hothead in my family, so no one would bat an eye. It would be strange for anyone else in my family to initiate any sort of confrontation. Since everything came to light all those years ago, I wish my dad and brothers were confrontational hotheads. I wished someone would have told him it's not ok to treat their daughter or sister like he did and knocked him out cold. But my brothers are neither violent or immature. So whenever anyone saw Sam they where always polite and cordial. He just got away with it. But my family has more important things to do than talk to someone who doesn't care. We have our happy wonderful lives, marriages and babies to be focusing on. So we will continue focusing on the present. Not the past which won't change, and doesn't matter.