Jill: How bad did things get with you and your ex?

Mary: Well, for the first few months, when he hadn't come
home yet, I'd pray, "Please, God, don't let him be lying on
the side of the road somewhere dead."

Jill: Okay, and then?

Mary: Then after about a year of that, I started to pray,"Please, God, let him be lying dead on the side of the road
somewhere, and let there be enough insurance money to fix the
car and send his body back to his parents."