Fiorella is still tapping her way along with a cane. She thought she was doing just fine without it, but the physical therapist told her to pick it up again because she is a fall risk--poor balance. Fio didn't have the heart to admit she'd never had good balance, and that, in fact, some people consider her totally unbalanced.
Anyway, Fio's using the cane again, which means that her ever-fertile brain is coming up with any number of scenarios in which her cane could save the day. Like, what if a bad guy was running from the cops? All it would take would be a cane tripping him up to send him sprawling to the pavement. How about a thug attacking a shopper outside of HEB? A quick swipe of the cane across the man's neck would take care of the situation. And if someone came after Fio, a series of body jabs with the cane would discourage him.
Come to think of it, maybe everybody should carry a cane.
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