She said she wanted to take a kick boxing class
Wow! Yes! Great Idea!
I called the Women’s Crisis Line and asked for self defense classes
The appointment was for 4:30
She clutched her pink pepper spray canister in Starbucks,
glaring at the two men that made the hideous mistake of
sitting on the couches adjacent to her chair.
My God! She is gone. My usual frantic search of the
parking lot.
She slammed the door of my car! Some people like to sit alone!
The bald instructor demonstrated a taser knife
Good God! What strange shit will go down next.
I stare at the TV commercial of the dog owner
lovingly velcroing the frightened dog into it’s vest
Is there one in my size?
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