She looked at Bob who nodded. ‘I. . .I. . .couldn’t I. . .’ John broke down crying. June and Bob looked at one another silently agreeing with a...slight shrug and nod that John could stay in the back guest bed room. ‘You can stay here.’ Said June. ‘The back bed room is large and private. I’m thinking that might be the best for a while till you get your head strengthened out.’ She looked at Bob who nodded his head and took another sip of his beer. That was a little over a year ago and while. “She’s good enough to complain that you didn’t put down your gun and surrender. We can expect a law suit any time now, I’m sure. She’s even complaining you shot her tires, to keep them from escaping; she wants us to replace her tires, all four.”“Great,” I grumbled. My parents both complained about the woman’s ingratitude, but it wasn’t anything the police officers in the room didn’t expect. I also expected it to get laughed out of court in a heartbeat. Still, it was a nuisance none of us. ”“Sounds good. Welcome to life as Master of a dojo! Shall we see to our charges?”I bowed and we went out to the main practice room where, after we lined up, Sensei Jim had Hannah lead us through our warm-up exercises. When we finished, I took Will, Therese, Marcia, and Dyani to the smaller training room.“Marcia, we’re going to swap between Will and Therese sparring with you; and Dyani, the person who isn’t sparring will work with you. Will, put on your gear please.”“Full speed?” he asked.“Yes.. .One of them was known as Sister Mathematical (SM), and the other one was known as Sister Logical (SL).It is getting dark and they are still far away from the convent.SM: Have you noticed that a man has been following us for the past thirty-eight and a half minutes? I wonder what he wants.SL: It's logical. He wants to rape us.SM: Oh, no! At this rate he will reach us in 15 minutes at the most! What can we do?SL: The only logical thing to do of course is to walk faster...SM: It's not working.SL:.