As the cold winter time air settled into their home, Anna couldn’t wait to turn on the gas heater.
It was the only thing that kept them from frigid in their small, drafty house.
But his spouse, Tom, hated the gas heater. Anna pointed out that the oil furnace was cheap plus efficient, that it kept them warm, plus that they couldn’t afford to use the electric oil furnace all the time. But Tom did not want to hear it. He complained about the smell of gas plus the fact that it dried out his skin. He even claimed that it was making him sick. Anna knew this was nonsense, they had been using the gas oil furnace for years separate from any issues although he did not guess how to convince him. Anna came house from toil 1 evening, looking forward to a cozy evening in with Tom. But as soon as he walked in the door, he could tell something was wrong. Tom was sitting on the couch, glaring at the gas heater. “I cannot take it anymore,” he said. “I hate this thing. I want it gone.” Anna tried to reason with him, but he would not listen. He was so angry that he started to dismantle the oil furnace right then plus there. Anna pleaded with him to stop, but he wouldn’t. He tore the oil furnace apart, piece by piece until there was nothing left but a pile of metal plus wires. Anna was beside herself with rage plus despair. She did not guess what to do. She enjoyed Tom, but his hatred of the gas oil furnace was casting them apart. She knew they needed to find a solution – plus fast. But for now, all he could do was stare at the pile of rubble where the furnace once was.