Gravely Ill and Broke, My Wife Demanded a Written Request for Money

After my shift ended, I went straight out to run food deliveries.

By the time I got home it was already past two in the morning.

My head was pounding. I checked my blood pressure. The top number was already 180.

I looked for my pills and found the bottle empty.

I woke my wife. "Give me fifty bucks. I need to buy my blood pressure medicine."

She hated being woken up. She shot me a glare, and when she opened her mouth the smell that came out was like an open sewer. "Did you write the request form?"

I had no choice. "I'll write it now."