The next time the delivery showed up, Tony answered the door. And told the man that we didn't need any of their crap and slammed the door in the man's face.  I got up and went to open the door and the next thing I knew I was seeing stars.  Tony had taken my by the hair and slammed my face into the door.  Now I am screaming and Tony is yelling at me.  And all I could think of was how embarrassed I was, cause the man was still standing at the door.  I saw him turn and walk away, and I thought well now the baby is going to starve to death.

Tony said he was leaving and wasn't coming back.  And I could do what ever I wanted with the screaming brat in the living room.  He didn't give a shit anymore.  And he walked out the door.  About ten minutes later I hear a soft knock on the door.  I was too scared to answer it, my face was now swelling and turning colors.  Then there was another knock, and a voice that said "Your husband is gone, and I'm not leaving until you open the door and get this box."  I just stood there thinking this guy sure is brave.  I made him wait outside in the cold for twenty minutes before I opened the door.  The man brought the box inside and set it on the counter.  And told me that from now on that there would be a daily deliveries to me, and that I would find them behind the bush that sat next to the back door.  And I would know that it was there by a single knock on the side window.  Maybe that way my husband wouldn't notice the amount of stuff in the house.  And it may save me in the long run.

I thanked the man and he gave me a hug, and put a twenty dollar bill my hand.  And told me that all I ever had to do was leave a note on the bush if I needed something special.

Several days later Tony came home,  I didn't even know that he had come into the apartment.  I was giving my son a bath and we were having fun.  I got my son out of the tub and wrapped him in a large towel and went to get a diaper.  As I rounded the corner, I saw him move and Wham...
I get hit up side the head.  He had found the twenty that i had hidden under the lamp.  Said he knew for sure that I was screwing the guy that brought the milk.  I didn't say a word.... I just sat there on the floor, trying to stop the world from spinning.  He left pretty quick that day. 

And I had decided that I couldn't take anymore.  And got my son dressed and we went off to the pay phone.  I called my Daddy collect and told him what had been happening and that I needed to get out of there before Tony killed me.  Within a couple hours Dad arrived and we packed up the car and we went home with him.