One of the Saturdays would work. What times are your Saturday classes?”“2:00pm is our mixed class. We have a kids-only class in the morning.”“...hat would actually work well, because I could be at my own dojo in the morning. What did you have in mind?”“For one, to expose my students to different teachers. My «shihan» comes down from Milwaukee once every few months. For another, to have other black belts I can call on for promotion tests. And for another, to make some friends in the karate. I have no easy answer for you. But remember that your ancestors and the great spirits of your people watch over you.”“Grandfather...” Logan sighed, unable to say what has been said many times.The old man grinned. “I know you don’t believe. That’s ok, my boy. I believe for you.”Someone knocked on his door. A woman’s soft voice spoke up. “Mr. Denke, the Baroness has invited you to a celebration of your victory to begin at the stroke of midnight. She suggests you get your rest now. Shall I return. She felt thirsty. And she was developing a headache."You're having a nosebleed," Alex gasped.Melissa stroked the back of her hand against her nose and noticed a red stripe of blood. She struggled to her feet. She didn't want Alex to think she was sharing room with some kind of junkie. "I... I'm getting that shower now," Melissa stammered and grabbed her towel."You sure?" Alex asked. "What if you fall again?" I'm okay," Melissa replied and fled through the door."Hey!" Alex called after her. "You. "You take the bed." I'll be alright. I can sleep on the couch." I insist." It's OK." As you're my guest you will have the benefit of the bed." I can't put you out."We stood there for what seemed minutes."I'll tell you what," I said pulling a quarter from my pocket. "I'llflip you for it." OK," he replied. "One fall or two out of three?" Wrassle?" I asked."Why not?"We got into a wresting lock, and immediately I was on my back with him ontop of me. I don't know why, but my thighs were around.