I stopped at a dollar store in Savannah and noticed that the cashier looked like she was recovering from being hit in the face. I asked her if she could come outside and talk to me for a few minutes.
BW: What happened to your eyes?
Brittany: My daughter’s daddy. He beat me.
BW: Why did it happen?
Brittany: He was on coke for three days, mixing that with molly. My daughter walked outside to the garage. She came back in and as I was going through the laundry room he just stopped me right there. No reason really.
BW: How long have you been with him?
Brittany: Two and a half years.
BW: Has he done it before?
BW: Do you want to leave?
Brittany: I’m in the process. I have a friend who’s trying to help me out but see… he’s not gonna let me leave and take my baby.
BW: Have other people beat up on you in the past?
BW: What do you think is up with that?
Brittany: Well, the guy I’m with now, I told him about my previous relationships and that was probably my downfall. I shouldn’t have told him.
BW: Why? You think he hits you because you’ve been hit by other guys before?
Brittany: Yeah, because I’ve been through it already.