L EVI STALKED THE bag with gloved fists and sent it
sailing backward with a stiff jab. As it swung back
toward him, he stepped to the side and fired a hook
that landed with a solid thud.
“Pivot,” he said to the young man he was coaching.
“Pivot, then counter. Don’t stand still.”
“Got it,” the youngster said.
“One, three — pop the jab. Pivot, strong hook.” The
boy did as instructed and Levi said, “Again. Boom.
Again. Boom, boom. Keep the snap. Movement!”
Levi’s attention turned to the gym owner, who had
just opened up his newspaper. He smiled at an
amusing memory, remembering the day after the riots,
when the headlines had read: Solar Flare Finally
Explained! and City Saved, Masses Distracted! Violet
had mentioned something to him recently: something
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Johnny had told her once, about the word lunatic —
that it literally meant “one who is moonstruck.” People
who were influenced by the moon’s pull were thought
to be under a dangerous spell. She’d then joked that
the riots must have ended due to an outbreak of
helitics. “That’s a good word,” he said to her, “You
should coin it.” It was all the more hilarious because
they both knew what had really happened.
The warm, mid-day wind felt good on Levi’s skin as
he walked home from the training center. Sure, the car
was working like a charm now, but on some days he
just preferred the fresh air. Fresh city air — ironic
really. He couldn’t wait to see Jenny back at home. He
wanted to tell her about the folded note he’d found in
his gym locker, the one that read:
You did well. Treat Jenny as the gift that she is and
tell Violet to stay lovely. She has a difficult road ahead.
Until we meet again… shine on. Best regards, K.S.
What made the note more interesting, perhaps, was
the fact that it had been slipped underneath, of all
things, a small lava lamp. Levi had many opinions and
theories about K.S. running through his mind, but
he’d never imagined him as one having a sense of
humor.
Surprised yet again.
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