My younger brother and I grew up watching Mum and Dad’s wedding video on our Panasonic TV. We’d insert the DVD disc inside the DVD player and watch the screen come to life. We love the scene where Mum and Dad inserted rings in each other’s fingers and said, “For better, for worse, till death do we part.”
Now, in court, we watch as Mum and Dad spit at that marital vow. They want to call it quit. At home, their voices rise and fall, and Mum cries as Dad beats her.
And I cry: “Mum, Dad, remember your vow.”