No more news on the house. I suppose it was another prank. I am wondering seriously whether sluts family has anything to do with this, as this last offer came just days after the pregnancy debacle.I feel lost again, as I thought there was a way out for me. Selling this house means I could have moved on at any time. I cannot keep it as it will take too much of my cut in any divorce and it is too big and full of bad memories. If I leave town, he will move in here with slut - into the dream home that I built. No way am I ever allowing that.We went out last night to the jazz festival. I had a few drinks to keep me merry so I was ok, but I did not feel close to him. He does not hold my hand or make me feel special. Everyone was friendly with me - all our townsville friends, especially me, not to Mark.Now I am supposed to go on the boat with him and I dont know if I can. He last took her on it and screwed her on it. How on earth can I go on it?