Winifred had seconds to decide: freeze, surrender, or fight back. As the man leaned over her shoulder to grab the cash, instinct kicked in. She slammed her elbow into his ribs, twisted her body, and clamped both hands on her card, refusing to let go. The sudden resistance shocked them. One stumbled, another cursed, but she didn’t loosen her grip. Her shout cut through the street, sharp and furious, drawing attention from passersby.
The attackers panicked. The element of surprise was gone, and so was their confidence. A nearby shopkeeper rushed over, followed by others, and the three men bolted before they could get a single euro. Shaken but unbroken, Winifred kept her card, her money, and her dignity. Later, she said she was no hero—just a grandmother who refused to be anyone’s victim.
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