Many of us have the fear. You know the one I'm talking about. It's the fear that makes you

peer out the shower curtain into the bathroom because you're worried that someone has snuck in

to hurt you while the hot water streamed down your head and thundered in your ears. It's the

tingling notion that some stranger might hurt you as you walk the mere 15 yards

from your car to your home. What we often don't think about is a different kind of fear,

that our partner, not a stranger, might harm us. See, we've been trained to think that dangers from

the outside world, and don't get me wrong, it is dangerous. But surprisingly, the odds are much

for the other kind of fear, the one we are less likely to feel.

In fact, according to an article published in the Atlantic on July 20th, 2017,

a report from the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention revealed that greater than half of the women in America who are

murdered do not die staring into the eyes of a stranger, but into the eyes of her current

or former significant other. While the stranger tales are the ones we likely hear in a lot of news stories and are played out on the movie screen,

the fear is perpetuated by something after all.

That same study by the CDC revealed that only 16% of all female homicides are committed by strangers, a rate only slightly higher than homicides committed by parents of their children.

After all, frustrations rise higher with those we care most about.

It seems that some partners take till death do us part,

far too literally,

as could be true in our case today.

And anger, rage, murder,

they unfortunately do not discriminate by age. This is a story of 69-year-old Virginia Douglas. I'm I'm I'm

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