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• On Sunday, Conor and Brigitte started teaching Nat and Daphne the rudiments of self-defense and third-party protection. Simone and I participated in the self-defense stuff in the morning, but in the afternoon, we lazed around on chaise lounges, sunbathing, while the others practiced the other skills over and over. Creating muscle memory, Brigitte called it. It was moves that Simone and I had already done, ad nauseam.
• Carl was watching over our five foot fence.
• "Why don't you come over and tell me how your date went," I said, seeing him.