The Spaces Between Your Fingers

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Charlie described Matt as a gentle giant type. However when Matt got into argument with his wife things escalated and that led her to going to the bar for most of the night (during her brothers birthday). One thing led to another, and Matt's wife's brother ended up dying. This is definitely not a story for the faint of heart.

I put the baby down as I heard my wife going for purse.

“Hey where are you going?”

“I’m going to the bar because it’s my brothers birthday and my family is celebrating there.”

“Honey, I don’t know if you should be going out with the baby being here and all.”

“Well I mean you’ve got that don’t ya, I mean come on it’s only one night off for crying out loud.”

“Honey, I don’t want you to go because… because you know how your family gets.”

This created an argument that lasted for about fifteen minutes and ended with me slapping her across the face. I tried to apologize, but she rushed out the door and headed straight to the bar leaving me and the baby alone for the night.

In the middle of the night though (2:30 in the morning to be exact) I heard the shattering of my living room window. I immediately went for my shotgun and headed downstairs to stop the perpetrator.

When I got downstairs though it turned out that my wife’s immediate family had all broken in after a long night of drinking.

“Alright everyone, get the hell out. Our child is sleeping upstairs, and she doesn’t need this. I’ll call you all a…”

“Maaatt why the hell did you slap my sister, what did shee do to you?”

“Look that was an accident and I’m..”

Both my wife’s brother and her father charged me, pushed me down the basement stairs, and took the shotgun I had in my hands. As I lay on that cold basement floor, I listened to the rustling of things upstairs. I heard partial words but I couldn’t decipher anything, the only distinguishing I heard was a baby’s cry and I knew I had to go back up and protect my child. So I held the railing and hobbled up the steps to see that my kitchen was completely ransacked and the family was outside.

My wife was holding my baby, my mother in law was holding a six pack, my father in law was holding a five gallon jar filled with coins, and my brother in law was holding the shotgun.

“Guys stop this! You’re endangering my child and you are all drunk!”

The only response my brother in law had to this situation was to smash every single window of Pickup Truck.  I was stunned. I couldn’t believe that any of this was actually happening.

My brother started making his way off to the front of the car.

“You don’t mess with us Matty, you never mess with my family.”

He then proceeded to hit the hood of the car with the butt of gun, which caused it to go off and blow a round straight into his chest.

I sprinted to the phone in my phone and dialed 911.

“Help! My brother in law shot himself and he’s dying! Please, please come as quick as possible.”

An Unhappy Birthday

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Charlie described Matt as a gentle giant type. However when Matt got into argument with his wife things escalated and that led her to going to the bar for most of the night (during her brothers birthday). One thing led to another, and Matt's wife's brother ended up dying. This is definitely not a story for the faint of heart.

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Recorded by Benjamin Anderson on May 5, 2014
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