Knife Fight

Katy pointed to a scar on my arm.

Katy: Where’d you get that one?

Me: Knife fight when I was younger.

Katy: (eyes wide) Tell me about it.

Me: I was walking down a dark street, late at night, when a I was attacked. The blade sliced across my arm, but I caught the attacker with a back hand blow and then a smash with my forearm ending the fight.

Katy: (In awe). Wow.

My wife (walked by and saw us looking at the scar and stops): Showing her the scar from when you were playing with the cat?

Katy: (gives me an exasperated almost teenage look)

Me to Katy: It was a dangerous cat.

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