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She drew a line on the table with her blue-polished fingernail

“I’ out theat some free furniture on the sidewalk And I see this kinda s with his eyes down

“Here” She stabbed a ding in the table at an iinary road “He bumps into Mr Beardsley, who drops his newspaper and his briefcase”

Lynn Schultz was quite ani looks pissed The two of the off I think, OMG, and I roll down theso I can hear And Mr Big calls the other one a na

“And the little guy goes, ‘Bring it on,’ and gets right up into Mr Big’s face Icould uy

“And Mr Big shoves Mr Little aith his forearm”

The husband said, “I didn’t see that, but what Lynn is describing is a football move Like the way a defensive lineman would push away a blocker It’s called a forearm shiver—”

“And the little one goes down,” said Lynn Schultz “And he gets up slowly, like he’s been hurt, and stands there for a second with his hands on his knees, and then bang, he leaps at Mr Big like a tomcat and it looks like he bites hi off balance and now he’s down”

Lynn Schultz was acting it all out now

“And the s on his elbow, and froets the big guy in the shin, right here,” she said, patting her leg just below the knee

“The big guy lands on his back—and in a split second the little one is on top of hi in the chest”

Good God That answered otten a needle in his pec muscle

Ray Schultz was saying, “I’ yowls and he’s in trouble Now the light turns green Horns are honking I start to go, but Lynn yells at ’

“So I pull over I get out The little guy has gone, nowhere to be seen And I run over, get down next to Mr Beardsley, who’s clutching his throat, trying to get his breath But he can’t get enough air He says, ‘Call 911’

“My phone’s in the car, but I run out into the road and wave down a cruiser”