Today's OneWord: Snapped

Something inside Teresa's head must have finally snapped, because before any of us could even take a breath, much less blink, Fred was on the floor with a bloody nose, and Oliver was howling in the corner, holding his arm. Just a second before, they had been chuckling, wiping their beer-frothing mouths with the corners of their beer-stained T-shirts, thinking such a woman of small stature could never stand up to their bullying. But they were wrong. Oh, how they were wrong.