Michael pulled it away from me.

Rachel stepped between us.

And when I tried to move around her to reach what was mine, my son pushed me backward with his forearm, and my heel caught the edge of the rug, and I lost my balance, and the corner of the bookcase struck my forehead as I went down.

I will not narrate the next part beyond what is necessary, because it was the ugliest moment of my life and the court has already seen it.

Rachel screamed at the sight of the blood.