I need to run again, and go to karate, but Al won’t let me do that until after New Year’s.”“Even then, you have to take it one step at a time ...nd slowly ramp up. You can’t just go back to running three to five miles a day and practicing karate four or five times a week.”“I know,” I said.“Also, you should probably give up any idea of skydiving again. The opening shock from the parachute is too risky.”“I know,” I said. “I don’t have time, anyway, with everything else. It’s a pretty serious. Of course, I'm still stuck in surveillance, and I'm trying to break in and get somebody to figure out where she is, but by now all hell's breaking loose with the teacher.Meanwhile I'm listening in on the bug in her purse, right?Well, to make a long story not so long, once they're driving away she gets a good look at the guy and it turns out that it's just some 18-year-old hiding behind an old trench coat and a hat -- and, from the sound of his voice, a real scared kid at that.How I know how. That made me mad, so I shot him too. Then I shot his dumb ass again.I may have intended to kill him, but I'll never tell.He died, which was very polite of him, as I would have had to shoot him again if he didn't.My mother used to say "If you sleep in the pig sty you'll stink in the morning " Some people choose to get killed.Lots of Airport Police, scores of cars from the local Sheriff's Department and the State Police were all over the scene, and as they could see the bullet wound (just a. We kissed for a small eternity before I took my lips from hers.“C’mon, lets go home.” I said and turned us back the way we had come.“Why?” Wishes asked a few minutes after we began walking.“Why, why what?” I asked, I knew what she was asking but needed a minute to sort out how I was going to explain things to her, I was mindful of my promise to Alhana.“Why were you saying thank you?”I looked at Wishes for a long time before answering.“Somewhere around here is where my uncle died. If I hadn’t.