I was an anomaly at the time, and some people do not like anomalies. They mistake difference for weakness. I learned how to teach them otherwise, sometimes with my grades and sometimes with my fists. The problem, as my mother would say, is that I came to enjoy the latter an unseemly amount.” I smile. “Well, you are good at it, which always helps.” “It does, and so I say, as a fellow student of the art, that you have obviously had training yourself. You would do much better without those damnable skirts.” “Tell me about it.”
