Kurt nodded. “Didn't help any.” He thought about that a moment. “Ah, s**t. It helped. Didn't bring him back, though.” He took a deep breath, straightened his back and got out his keys. “So kid, you going to tell me where you got those fancy moves?”
Matt gave a wry smile. “Well, I kind of had some trouble when I started high school. There were these guys who didn't like me wearing eyeliner, or thought I talked too much, that kind of shit.”
“Imagine that.”
“Yeah, well, anyhow, my mom took me along to a karate class, and I really got into it. Got my first dan belt before I graduated. Then, when I went to college, I found this kick-boxing club, which was like really awesome—” He cut himself off abruptly. “I guess this really isn't the time to go into all that.”
Something in his tone made K
