My fiancé and I swore our undying love. We gave each other beautiful rings. We found it impossible to say no to each other. We had such wonderful plans for the future. At least I did. My plans were grand and shiny and perfect. Nothing would ever pull us apart. I would rather be by his side in any catastrophe than safe and sound somewhere else with another.
His feelings proved to be somewhat different. I’m glad I found out before it was too late. Who would have guessed a trip to meet his parents would turn into a search for a personal injury lawyer in Arlington, TX.
During my first trip to Arlington, TX, where he is from, the dreaded catastrophe struck. And I wasn’t anywhere else but by his side. He should’ve been beside mine as well, but he ran. He actually ran away from the situation and left me there to fend for myself.
We were sitting on his parents’ patio, flaunting our rings, telling stories, making his parents laugh at us, falling more and more in love, when suddenly the wind began to blow and we found ourselves in the middle of a hail storm that Texas is famous for. Hail stones began pelting the patio with such force that at first all I could think to do was to duck and cover. But where to go? I couldn’t see anything! I called his name, but he was already gone. The hail fell harder, and I began to cry with the pain of it. I scrambled to my feet, but slipped on the ice chunks that littered the ground. I fell. Hard. Instantly, I knew I’d broken something. I couldn’t move. I covered my face with my arms and endured the final moments of the storm. Almost as quickly as the storm had arrived, the sun reappeared, but my fiancé didn’t. I lay there in pain for what seemed like eternity before he appeared.
Oh, he feigned concern. He acted anxious as he drove me to the hospital, where they found that I had fractured my tail bone. He put on a marvelous show of regret that I was injured. But if he cared so much, why had he left me in the icy clutches of a Texas hailstorm? He said he’d helped his mother inside, then came back for me, but I was out there too long for that. He said I was being unreasonable, but what could I think? He should’ve been there to help me. He wasn’t, and now I was hospitalized, bedridden, and he was about to be seriously jilted.
Everything fell apart. He left me. Stuck in Texas. Personally injured. What a fair weather friend he turned out to be! So, I found myself searching for a personal injury lawyer, Arlington, TX. That ex-fiancé of mine was going to help me pay for my hospital bills whether he liked it or not, and I needed to get help. Since I’d suffered a personal injury, Arlington, TX was where I would get that help.
Law Firm of Roger ‘Rocky’ Walton
2310 West Interstate 20 Suite 200
Arlington, Texas 76017
Ph.(817) 429-4299
