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AM comes into work today and her jaw is all bruised. I'm like "Shit, woman, who hit you?" and she tells me she has a toothache. "Okay," I said. "That must be a hell of a toothache, because it looks like someone punched you in the face." Surprise, surprise, someone did. Her husband. "Don't get upset. It's never happened before and I'm leaving him. But I don't want anyone to know." Okay. It seems like she's handling it okay. Except it turns out he hit her three times, threw her across the room, and kicked her. Harder to not get upset over. And for the life of me, I don't know what to do except make sure she has my phone number in case it happens again. Oh, and I gave her a better cover story than the toothache. I'm a hell of a friend, aren't I?

I did offer to run her husband over with my car, which made her laugh.

If she calls out of work, I am so going over there to make sure she's okay.