She got the magazine on a Wednesday morning, and on Thursday announced our marriage was over.

She'd hit me before but never over and over and over and over into the head.

She just kept hitting me in the head with her fists, over, and over and over.

By Thursday morning, we'd gotten over the worst of it.

She put her hands around the neck of our production manager, and you know, started to choke him.

She bit my bodyguard. She bit him in the stomach.