My name is Waldo Butters, and I am a Jedi Knight, like my father before me. Okay, so that isn’t exactly, technically, in a completely legal sense true. I mean, my dad was actually a podiatrist. But I’m as close to the real deal as anyone is likely to ever see in this world. I’m an actual Knight, anyway. Or, at least, I was training to be one, when on a Thursday morning I first heard the Call. Only I didn’t hear it, exactly, technically, in a completely legal sense. . . . Look, maybe I should just tell the story.
