“So what are you going to do now? We are resuming school tomorrow. Are you going back to Blakes Memorial where your father registered you?” Julius interrupted Sasha’a training with that question and she paused , shot her sweating face at him and squatted and struggled to catch her breath.

Her face roughened the moment she heard Julius mention her father, “I don’t have a father,” Sasha replied and still struggling to breathe easily. She was sweating profusely at the time and inwardly her reply started fostering weeping in her. She dragged a hard expression on her face, “I am such an ass, Julius.” she broke down in tears finally...