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she could help transform him into something better than what his father was.
    Kym pushed back her shoulders and breathed in the calm that she would need for the next four hours. She’d heard the last school bell ring and soon her class would form. Today she was going to teach Jacob to jump and kick. She couldn’t wait to see what he could do.
    A few minutes later she saw the parking lot begin to fill with cars and Jacob and Abby were running across the field where other kids played. He held his sister’s hand as they ran toward the school.
    Kym stood near the door, her arms crossed over her chest. “Good afternoon, Jacob and Abby.”
    “Hello, Ms. O’Bryne.”
    “You’d better get changed. Class starts in a few minutes.”
    “Yes, ma’am.”
    She watched the two scurry off with the other students to take off their shoes and store their back packs. Her intention was to present them with uniforms if they kept training for the next few weeks, but for now she didn’t mind them training in their school clothes.
    John sat in his truck in the parking lot of the elementary school. Had his children just walked into Kym O’Bryne’s school? What were they doing there? What did that woman offer them? He gripped his steering wheel tight. She could mess with him, but when she included his kids—she was playing with fire.
    He drove from the elementary school, getting stopped at the one stop light on Main Street, and fought for street parking in front of O’Bryne’s Karate School.
    His jaw was tight and his hands balled into fists as he sat in his truck waiting to see if his kids would come out of the school. But they didn’t. More kids went in and their parents seemed to be seated near the door. Well if his kids were in there watching they were about to find out he didn’t like them there. John Larson wasn’t one to be lied to.
    He climbed out of his truck, the ground below him hard and slick. Slamming the door he headed to the entrance.
    There were about ten adults standing between him and the floor he’d watched her work on. The very floor he’d had to kick his shoes off to walk across.
    She was there in her uniform and her hair pulled back. He didn’t like that seeing her made his whole body warm—with anger he was sure—maybe. John slid through the door and stood behind a woman who had been into the store a few times. She stepped over to make room for him without looking at him.
    When he saw his children on the floor with white belts tied around their waist his vision actually blurred. He was so mad he could jump the two rows of folding chairs and have them out of there in ten seconds.
    Jacob stood in line, his sister to his side, and they bowed when Kym spoke to them. The entire class did. Then she gave them all a command and they stepped back with their right foot and their hands came up in a guard. Kym adjusted Abby’s hands and then began to count. With each number the students kicked in the air. Abby wobbled from side to side, but Jacob was strong. They yelled something with each kick and he could hear his son’s voice above all the others, even the older students and the one dad who was out there.
    As each minute passed, his son and daughter moved from one move to another. Their faces were serious. Sweat dripped from Jacob’s hair. But there was a smile in his eyes.
    John felt the pang of regret creeping into his gut. A smile behind blue eyes meant money and he didn’t have any.
    Kym looked up from her students for the first time and he caught her eyes. She’d smiled briefly until she obviously saw the narrow gaze he’d laid upon her.
    She passed off the class to a teenager with a black belt, whom John recognized from town, and she headed toward him.
    “I see you came to check in on your children.”
    He took in a chest full of air wanting to give her a piece of his mind. So many things whirled around in his head as he looked down at her and she looked back at him with those green eyes. Oh, he was