I CAME HOME FROM DEPL:OYMENT WITHOUT WARNING AND FROZE — MY WIFE’S HEAD WAS SHAVED, HER FACE BRUISED
They brutalized her to silence her.
She’d been keeping the receipts the whole time.
I came home to a wife with a shaved head and a family screaming lies.
I checked the promissory notes.
And I discovered that the only person in that house who’d told me the truth was the one they’d all decided to destroy.
I believe my wife.
I believed her on the floor, before I read a word.
Everything after that was just proving to the world what I already knew:
that the woman they shaved and beat and framed was worth more than every single person who did it to her —
and that I would burn my entire bloodline to the ground before I’d let them touch her again.
I put my jacket on her.
