"Are you alright? Jon didn't hurt you, did he? Why don't you come upstairs, and we can talk while Jon gets the food."
She guided Karyn upstairs to her room. "Really, I'm ok, Mrs Smith [picking fairly randomly from among the various last names that've been offered for Jon's family]. It was just an accident. Jon wasn't trying to get rough with me."
By this point, Mrs Smith had guided her to a seat on the bed, and said, "Here, dear, why don't you wear this shirt. And why don't you try this sports bra. You're a little bigger than me, up top, but this should stretch enough to keep you from being too uncomfortable."
"Thanks, Mrs Smith, but really, I'm just walking a block. I can manage."
"Well, if you think so, dear. But really, what did Jon do? I can't let him think that it's ok to use his strength on smaller women. You really shouldn't cover for him. You didn't do anything wrong, dear. I know how scary that sort of situation can be..."
