CONNOR
Watching Lily train as a warrior was, to be sure, one of the strangest things I’d ever witnessed.
I just couldn’t wrap my mind around … that: I couldn’t associate my sweet, peace-loving mate, who’d always been repulsed by the idea of violence and fights, with the woman who was now sparring against Cassie in our private gym.
“Mommy punchie!” Ev giggled. He was seated on my shoulders, and we were watching his mommy train from behind the windows overlooking the gym: I’d just picked him up from school – his last day before Christmas break – and we were waiting for Lily to finish, so we could go and get some hot chocolate.
“Yeah – she’s getting quite good at it, isn’t she?”
She actually was: she wasn’t great, nor a complete natural, but … she was not at all bad. Which was incred
