A King of Infinite Space by Dilts Tyler

Author:Dilts, Tyler [Dilts, Tyler]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: AmazonEncore
Published: 2010-06-28T16:00:00+00:00

In the garage, Max held the heavy bag for D.J., who was practicing a side kick. The faint odor of sweat hung in the air. They grinned at Jen and adjusted their posture as we came in. “Let’s see another one of those,” she said. D.J. focused his attention on the bag and gave it his best shot, which wasn’t very impressive.

“Kick through the target. The follow-through will give you more power.” Both boys looked confused.

“Imagine,” she said, as they locked their eyes on her, “that you’re really kicking a target six inches behind the target you want to strike.” They both pretended to understand what she was saying.

“Like this,” she said. “D.J., hold the bag for me, okay?” He rushed behind the bag and leaned into it with his shoulder.

“Ready?” Jen asked.

“Ready,” he said.

Faster than their eyes could follow, she cocked her left knee toward her chest, leaned to her right, and shot her left foot into the bag like a piston. The sound of her foot impacting the bag was simultaneous with that of the air bursting out of D.J.’s abdomen. He took a step back and leaned his hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath.

“See what I mean?” Jen asked.

Max seemed as surprised as D.J., and they both just nodded and stared at her as she turned and walked back down the driveway. Neither of them paid me any attention at all as I followed her and tried not to laugh.

D.J. caught up with us about halfway to the car. He was still trying to catch his breath. “That,” he said, “was really good.”

“Thanks,” Jen said. “Just takes lots and lots of practice.”

“No, I mean it. My teacher,” he paused to suck in another breath, “he can’t even kick that hard.”

“I’m sure he can. He’s just going easy on you like he’s supposed to. Now get back to work.” She tried to smile, but I could see that it didn’t come easy.

She was silent and gripping the steering wheel too tightly as we drove through the gate and started down the hill. “What’s the matter?” I asked, assuming she was pissed at me for forcing Wells into a defensive position too soon. “Didn’t like the way I handled the interview?”

“It’s not that. That was fine.”

I watched her drive in silence. “I thought I was supposed to be the brooding one” I said.

She was quiet for another mile.

“Come on,” I said. “What is it? You think you were too tough on D.J.?”

“No. Not that, either. Not hard enough.”

“I don’t follow you.”

“Five years ago…” she said, glancing over at me. “Five years ago, I would have bounced his skinny ass off the wall.” As I tried to think of the right thing to say, I realized that I was making a habit out of not knowing how to respond to my partner.

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