I have a complicated relationship with running. I was out running one morning and was attacked. Grabbed from behind. I‘m so angry. I feel like I‘ll never feel “safe” running again. I think I would have liked this book if I‘d read it a month ago. But I just kept being jealous of Peter, that he could go outside without someone hurting him. That he never had to think about safety in the same way (as far as I know). But that‘s not his fault.