Chapter 36: Into the Gardens (Part 2)57 (Robert Quick, August 6th, 2011)
I returned the man’s friendly bow. Even though he was holding a old-fashioned broom he radiated calmness and respect. He leaned the broom against the twisting trunk of a great tree and dusted off his hands. “I thought you would be more comfortable at the dojo.” “Dojo?” I said stupidly. “What dojo?” “Oh, maybe it hasn’t been thought of yet.” “If it hasn’t been thought of then how do you know about it?” I countered. “Time is exible here. Never mind that now. Would you like a tour? Before you say no, let me say that the tour ends with drinking tea in the shade of the Bhodi tree.” A white shape dashed past me, making almost no noise at all. “What was that?” I asked. “Oh, just a parkour enthusiast. There’s a shortcut through the Gardens that leads to the Warrens and they love the Warrens — all of those tight spaces, I suspect.” The man’s tone was that of an amused father. “Don’t worry, they won’t bother us. Are you ready?” I found that my irritation had melted away, replaced with curiosity. “I am.” 57
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