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Chapter 2 - A Son's Choice

ā€œPlease tell me you didn't know,ā€ I said.

David stood beside the wrecked dinner table, belt hanging from his hand. ā€œDad said he needed the family to see how you act when you're challenged.ā€

ā€œAnd you agreed to hit me?ā€

ā€œHe said you'd move.ā€

ā€œSo you were willing to scare me for an audience.ā€

David's face folded. ā€œMara, I'm sorry.ā€

ā€œDon't touch me.ā€

Robert was speaking to the emergency dispatcher in his office. Through the door, I heard him call me violent and unstable. He left out the belt.

I called my attorney, Priya Shah, who had helped me organize records for a nonprofit grant complaint. She answered on the second ring.

ā€œAre you somewhere safe?ā€ she asked.

ā€œFor now. He called the police.ā€

ā€œDon't argue with the relatives. Save everything, and give your own account when officers arrive.ā€

Aunt June approached while I spoke. She was Robert's older sister, sixty-eight, with an old knee injury that made stairs miserable. She held her phone against her chest.

ā€œI recorded dinner,ā€ she whispered. ā€œI was taking a video of the toast. I didn't stop when he threw the belt.ā€

ā€œWhy didn't you say anything?ā€

ā€œI should have.ā€ Tears brightened her eyes. ā€œI won't make that mistake twice.ā€

David stepped closer. ā€œMara, I never meantā€”ā€

ā€œYou raised it,ā€ I said. ā€œYou decided I was worth frightening.ā€

A patrol car pulled into the driveway. Robert emerged smiling, suddenly every inch the wounded father. He put a hand on David's shoulder.

ā€œTell them what she did,ā€ he instructed.

A police officer came through the front door, notebook ready. She asked David, ā€œDid your wife strike you?ā€

I waited for the man I'd married seven weeks earlier to tell the truth.

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He lowered his eyes and answered, ā€œShe grabbed me.ā€

Robert nodded as if a contract had just been signed.

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