Ex-Marine's Honeymoon Nightmare: The Chilling Family Tradition That Almost Trapped Her

The moment our honeymoon cruise left Florida, my husband lo:cked the cabin door and pulled an aluminum baseball bat from the closet. “This is how my father taught my mother to behave,” he said with a smile. He thought he had trapped me, but he had no idea who he had just married.

When I left the Marines, I wanted an ordinary life.

I traded combat boots for designer heels, scarred knuckles for manicures, and military housing for an apartment overlooking Biscayne Bay. I accepted a corporate security position in Miami and stopped talking about my past.