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Lisa approached Jake. The living room rug had been rolled back. The coffee table was pushed aside. They had a mat from the garage—one of those anti-fatigue mats from the workbench. It was, unbeknownst to everyone, slicker than an ice rink on the bottom.

The second lesson was two weeks later. She’d asked for it. Said she felt safer already, just practicing the movements in the bathroom mirror. My dad had mentioned she’d been having nightmares—something about a dark parking lot, a man’s hand over her mouth. He didn’t know the details. She never gave them. when teaching stepmom self defense goes wrong full

“You just hurt him.”