“Linda?”

Before I could even explain the wrist-lock, she let out this warrior scream I’ve never heard before. She didn't just 'use my momentum'—she became the momentum. She pulled me forward, accidentally tripped over the rug, and we both went flying into the coffee table.

“Nobody does. I took a women’s defense course six years ago. Never thought I’d use it.” She sits down heavily. “Until today. On you.”