The tears burst from Kim’s eyes like water from a dam, spilling down her face. The muscles of her chin tremble like a small child and she looks towards the window, hoping the light could soothe her. As furious as she was, she never argued with her fists. Instead, she knew her words packed a powerful punch. Carefully spoken without drama, her words had an air of finality to them. And no matter how hard Jim railed against them, nothing could change her mind. Or so she thought.