James
I was getting ready to head in to the dojo when I heard a timid knock at my door. I checked my watch impatiently. I didn’t have time for a visitor, or I would be late for my class. I pulled open the door and was pleasantly surprised to see Julianna on the welcome mat. She was dressed in her workout clothes – a pair of yoga pants and a tank top. She had her long hair pulled up into a doubled over pony-tail, and she had a new pair of boxing gloves in her hands. Her big eyes were a little anxious as she greeted me with a silent “Hi.”
“Hey Jules,” I smiled back, feeling warm and happy at the sight of her.
She held up her note pad, where she had printed, “Can I come with you again?”
My smile widened. “Sure you can! Give me just a minute, I’m almost ready.” I held the door
