17Over the next week or so, I settled into a happy, peaceful, stress-free routine. It consisted of lots of painting, lots of tutoring Jen, and spending as much time as possible with Jim. I also worked several shifts at the bar, which I planned to do every week now that I was no longer attending training sessions. Even though Jim had said, specifically, that I didn’t have to try to fight or serve as backup for any fights, I’d taken that to mean that I also didn’t have to attend any training sessions, either, because of course, there was now absolutely zero point. So, I’d just stopped going, and he hadn’t said a word.
Honoring my request, not a single person in Timberline said anything about my failed attempt to serve as backup during the last fight with the Angels. I’d half-expected Jen to
