"Artemis," Dad said, walking into the dining room where I was eating an after school snack. "One of my co-workers was talking about a nearby karate dojo for children and they're looking for another instructor. You should go check out the dojo."

I thought for a bit. "I don't know. I'm still new to the city and I want to focus on school first."

"You could still check it out," Dad said. "I know how hard it was for you to leave your students when we moved, so maybe becoming an instructor in another dojo will help."

"Maybe I'll check it out," I said. "Where is it?"

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