“And I have adrenaline and rage on my side. He comes in swinging, and I duck the wildly thrown blows and drive my fist hard into his nose again. He curses, but does not stop coming at me. I realize my punches don’t have a lot of force—or weight—behind them. But I make up for it by delivering them accurately and correctly. Accurate and correct trump strength every time. I punch Eddie again and again, but he’s picking me up off my feet and running me backwards. My swinging blows have no effect on ...him, and he drives me hard into the closed front door. I gasp, the air exploding from my feeble lungs. As I suck in air, Eddie steps back and lands a thunderous blow that sends me reeling to the side, stumbling. I see him smile just as he throws another wild punch that connects with the side of my jaw. I stumble some and crash into a china hutch. I’m gasping. My head is spinning. I’ve been in many fights. You can’t work in my line of business and do what I do in particular and not find yourself in your share of fights.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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