I was furious. I charged Evan, pulled my wife out of his grasp and
punched him hard in the face, knocking him on his ass and bloodying
his nose. As I started to jump on top of him, Pam and Brenda pulled
me away, saying save it for later. Bridget went over to Evan and
helped him up. As she carried/led him into the kitchen to tend to
his injuries, he turned, looked at me and said, "you're going to
suffer for this! You'll be begging for me to kill you when I'm
through with you."