“Have faith in me,” he said when he hit on the Next Big Thing. “We will be richer than you could ever imagine.” “Have faith in me,” he declared when the bank refused to finance his business plan. “Have faith in me,” he insisted when he remortgaged the house. “Have faith in me,” he pleaded when he spent all our savings. “Everyone makes a loss in the first year.” But my faith and hope were exhausted. And I was not a charity. I packed my worldly goods and left a note: Curry and fruit juice in the fridge. Good luck.
Yvonne Clarke lives in West Sussex, now happily divorced and spending her free time reading, writing and homemaking. Find Yvonne on Twitter @eflevie.