He couldn’t wrap his head around it. It was just a dumb tradition he’d picked up from his parents. It was harmless, really, as long as nobody took it to the extreme.
But she’d come down on him like a tonne of bricks and somehow, he’d ended up in the hospital.
Perhaps she was unfamiliar with the tradition, he thought. Or maybe he’d just caught her unawares.
Either way, there was something to be learned from his predicament. Never give a pinch and a punch for the first of the month to a woman with a black belt in karate.Follow Ellie Scott on WordPress.com