Maintenance Man

I had a rewarding job as a maintenance man. I could fix anything --- except for my life. I had a wife, a modest home, and a loyal dog. Everything changed when Rick, a motorcycle gang member took an interest in my wife. He was not just a member of his gang, he was the leader. He was exciting and irresponsible. The 'Bad Boy.' I told her to stay away from him, but they ended up as a couple. He told her to stay away from me. She was his and that was the end of my marriage. The bikers harassed me. The only way to protect my family and my life was to move as far away as I could. Waiting in Alabama was a maintenance man job. I was one of the only white guys on the complex. It was tough to fit in. It seemed like danger followed me wherever I went. I was like a cat with nine lives. Bad things happened to me, and near me. I wasn't safe to be around. Eventually the tables turned for the worse. Thank the Lord I was far away.