When Margaret Freeman was 18, she made a decision that would affect the rest of her life: she married sweet, funny Daniel Hernandez whom her wealthy father disapproved of.
“You marry that low-life and you’ll get nothing from me Margaret!” her father had screamed. “You’ll see what love really is when you get to live in a one-bedroom rat-hole with roaches crawling up the walls!”
But Margaret didn’t listen. She was sure she would never regret loving Daniel. Ever.
At first, it was romantic to go home to that tiny apartment (there were no rats and roaches — there was no space). Margaret found herself a job as a receptionist in a big hotel, and Daniel started working for the post office.
“Job security, love,” Daniel had explained when Margaret urged him to find a higher-paying job. “I have to know there’s going to be a pension to keep us when we are old!”
Margaret understood Daniel’s obsession with security. Hadn’t he watched his mother live on the pittance social welfare awarded her after his father died in a work accident at a construction site? He’d been an illegal, no insurance, no pension for his widow and five children. Daniel was…Read Full Story Here.……
