My Wife is Freaking Awesome

My wife decided that we should have brunch at her sister’s house on Saturday morning (This is not why she’s awesome. Actually I was seriously annoyed that we were going because I just wanted to stay home.) So we decided that after brunch I would leave to go to a friend’s house, which was in the area, and install my CD player in his garage. We took both our cars and I was following her up to her sister’s house. Then I noticed my wife kind of driving erratically and honking at someone. The car in front of her pulls into a Safeway parking lot and she pull in her Jeep right behind him. At this point I was thinking, “Oh great, she got into an accident. How much is this gonna cost us?” My wife gets out of her car, rushes over to the car that she pulled behind of and yanks the door open. By this time I have already parked and started walking up to her. I can hear her screaming at someone but still not quite sure what was going on until I got behind her. “…I saw you hit her!! You never put your hand on a woman like that!!” my wife yells. Apparently my wife was behind them and saw this guy pounding away at the woman in the passenger seat, who was his girlfriend. He was hitting her so hard that he was loosing control of the car. My wife tells the woman in the passenger seat, “You don’t have to be with this looser. I’ll take you where ever you need to go.” The woman exclaims, “This is my car!” My wife looks to the guy, who had his head down with his hands will on the steering wheel, “Get out of her car!!” She keeps repeating her self for a few minutes telling him that he needs to get out. “I just pushed her,” he says. My wife counters back, “I saw you beating on her!!!” Now a small crowd has started to gather and I am explaining to them what has happened. A few women plead with the woman from the car to leave him. “Call the police and have him arrested!” some of them cry. Now she is starting to make excuses for him as to why she shouldn’t press charges. “He’s only here because of me.” It seems that she came up from Utah to visit her daughter in Washington. After the crowd dwindles down, it’s just my wife and I standing there, he decides to step out of the car. His eyes were blood shot red as though he had been drinking. He walks toward the grocery store and sits up against the wall.
My wife is still pleading with the woman from the car to leave him. The woman is still making excuses for him. “You don’t owe him anything! He isn’t worth keeping around. Leave him here! He’s a grown man, he can figure it out. Bus passes are cheap.” After telling her that, my wife suggests calling her daughter to pick her up. The woman calls her daughter and hands the phone to my wife. She explains to the daughter what has just transpired. The daughter decides to come to pick her up and brings her cousin. A few minutes after my wife got off the phone; the man comes back up and apologizes to the woman for hitting her. “You think that is gonna make things OK? You a real piece of shit you know that.” It seems that my wife has given the woman the courage to stand up for herself. The man turns around and heads back to the wall of the grocery store he was leaning on. After a few more minutes, her daughter shows up with her cousin. They are all talking among themselves and my wife is explaining to them the woman just needs to leave the man in the parking lot to figure out how he was going to get himself home. They agreed with my wife except for the woman who was still making up excuses for him. My wife gives the woman her cell phone number and tells her that she needs to press charges against him. “I’ll be a witness for you,” my wife says, “You don’t need him.” She hugs the woman and promises to talk it over with her daughter.
I am so proud that my wife is willing to stand up for what is right. To my wife, if you are reading this, you’re freaking awesome.