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June 12, 2010
From 6/11

Before they were married, he and my sister would drive to parks to release mice from humane traps they'd set in my parents' house. I was thrilled that this 6'5", tattooed, thick-bearded, motorcycle-riding guy made her happier than anyone had ever seen her.

Soon after the wedding, he ditched his sobriety and shape-shifted into an unkempt, slush-mouthed ogre who flicked lit cigarettes at my sister, tossed drinks on her, called her vile names in public, and terrified her so much that she'd bolt from their house in her socks to call me from a pay phone.

Continued 6/13