Two Black SUVs Rolled Into My Aunt’s Backyard

took another step.

Then reached toward my shoulder, trying to shove me backward.

Training replaced thought.

I shifted my weight.

Redirected his momentum instead of meeting it.

Controlled his balance without striking him.

Guided him safely to the ground before immediately releasing the hold.

Six seconds.

Maybe less.

No punches.

No injuries.

No humiliation.

I extended continue reading …