Cut the Gordian Knot

Divorce was not an option.

Samatha mused, watching little Sally and her sister Cai playing outside through the open window in her room. The thin cover of a plastic bag was her only shelter from the elements. She'd never felt more alive having straightened her spine and stood up to her husband. He'd ignored her like always and had climbed into bed. This time she wouldn't bend.

Nevertheless, divoice was not an option. But it was slowly becoming an unwanted realitly.

"Mommy! Mommy!"

"Yes sweetheart?", she cried over the defaining noise of a chainsaw.

"Look, I found a dinosaur bone!"