Helen and Hector

Helen's father was a doctor.  He has been deceased forty years, but Helen still thinks of herself as an entitled elite. She married three doctors and is now on her fourth and final marriage to a blue collar worker, Hector.  Hector is a handyman, all around fixer.  Jobs are scarce, so he mostly works around the house.

Both Helen and Hector are alcoholics.  Starting at five o'clock every evening, the vodka and whiskey flow, then the horrible fights began.  Helen screams at Hector how her father was a doctor with whom he could never compare. She screams that Hector is a stupid, redneck loser who is nothing more than a boy in an aging fat man's body.

Hector then screams back that Helen is crazy like her mother.  She is a crazy, fat, lazy cow who does nothing all day but watch soap operas.  On and on it goes, day after day, year after year.  Eventually, the alcohol isn't enough for Helen, so prescription pills are added to the daily routine.  This means screaming less and passing out sooner, much to the pleasure of Hector.

One day, Helen and Hector decide to take what little money they have and go on a cruise to the Virgin Island.  It's early in the day, so they board sober, looking forward to the drinks in a few hours.  As they unpack their bags and settle in, the ship takes off.  Helen is anxious and decides to pop a pill before dinner and drinks.

After dinner and many, many drinks, they stumble on deck to look at the stars.  The arguing begins, as always, about Hector's many flaws and Helen's laziness.  Hector thinks how wonderful it would be to throw Helen overboard.  No one would be the wiser.  He slaps her hard, just to shut her up for one blessed minute, and she loses her footing.  At that moment, the ship hits a wave and Helen goes into the dark water.  Hector jumps in to save his love, because through it all they really love one another.  At least that's what they tell themselves.

Hector and Helen were never missed and never found.