Finally she spoke, “He came home drunk… I was at the stove, boiling water for tea, when I heard him stumble in. I could smell the booze all the way from the living room.

“He didn’t recognize me. He thought I was mom. He rushed into the kitchen and started shouting, saying things like… ‘How dare you just waltz in here after you fool around on me.’ ‘No one screws me over.’ He kept shouting and started throwing things. Then he came and took a few swings at me. His fist caught my face a couple times.â€?

Aiden had to take deep breathes to calm his anger as she continued, “He must have grabbed one of his golf clubs when he was in the living room, because when I tried to get away, he started swinging it. He struck me in the chest and legs and back. When I fell, he just kept swinging and shouting and calling me a ‘whore’ and ‘trash’ and awful names.â€? She stopped to take a deep breath and Aiden’s arm wrapped tighter around her.