But before I could argue about it there was a knock on the door. âJess?â It was my grandfather. âCome out here, young lady, and finish your dinner.â
â Just a sec,â I yelled. âAsh, I got to go.â I lowered my voice to a whisper and added, âYou know how the Colonel gets.â
â Yes sir!â Ash said, giggling. âIâll get right on spit shining my dinner plate with my tongue, sir!â
I laughed and told her Iâd think about it, then we disconnected.
When I stepped out of the bathroom, Grandpa was just making his way back down the hallway. He turned and gave me a stern look and told me to go finish my dinner. I was so excited that I almost shouted, âYes sir!â just like Ash had done.
I love Grandpa, but thereâs one thing you never do and thatâs antagonize him. You take your life into your own hands. The only reason Eric gets away with it is because heâs just as bullheaded as Grandpa is.
And, honestly? I think Grandpaâs a little afraid of him.
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Itâs a beautiful August morning by the time I leave the house for the dojang. The sunâs still low on the horizon and itâs not too muggy out. Not yet, anyway. The cicadas are singing in the trees. I almost feel like skipping all the way there.
The studio opens at seven, though I usually donât show up until around eight thirty. This morning, however, Iâd been too wound up to sleep in, as thoughts about actually getting to see a part of the Forbidden Zones suddenly take on a more realistic feel to them. Iâm earlier than usualâonly the third person to arriveâso Iâm left without a sparring partner and will have to wait.
Kwanjangnim Rupert is with some guy I donât know, a green belt. Theyâre walking off the mat as I sign in, looking like theyâve just finished up their first sparring exercises. They go straight into their meditations. I can hear the master talking about Yu , the water principle: âThe stream flows around and surrounds its obstacles,â he quietly says, âand so passes them. Dripping water patiently makes its way through the hardest stone. This is how your strength flows in and through and around your opponents.â
I smile privately, thinking about the coincidence that the kwanjangnimâs message for today would be about water, since that was all Ash could talk about last night. But while Yu teaches us patience and flow, one thing it doesnât explain is how to breathe in an airless environment. If the tunnels turn out to be a valid option, then weâll have to figure out how to get through them.
As far as I know, none of the five of us has ever been scuba diving. In fact, Iâve never even been snorkeling, except in the neighborâs pool when I was five, but that doesnât really count.
I settle on the bench and pull out my Link and ping Kelly to see if heâs awake yet. It sends me straight to his message box, so heâs either playing or still asleep.
â Sunbae,â Kwanjangnim Rupert calls over at me, startling me out of my thoughts. He walks over and stands before me with his hands on his hips. I exit the app and slide the Link into my bag. Iâll try again later or just stop by his house after Iâm done here.
â Yes sir!â I shout, as I jump to my feet.
â Youâre early.â He smiles knowingly. I have a reputation for being a late-sleeper.
â I wanted to get todayâs exercises out of the way, Kwanjangnim.â
He gives me a strange look and asks, âWhat could be more important than your training?â
I quickly backtrack. âI mean, it looks like itâs going to be another hot one today. I figured Iâd beat the crowds.â
â Is this the beginning of a new Jessie?â
The boy looks up from where heâs stretching on the mat and his eyes widen. Heâs tall for his age, blond,