Chapter 90

Most parents seemed to prefer their daughters taking up pretty and elegant skills like dancing or playing the piano, and Willow wondered if Zane was the same. Did he think martial arts was too rough or inappropriate for a little girl? Disappointment filled Willow, and whatever light had filled her eyes earlier dimmed out. "Of course not," Zane quickly said. "I'm happy about it." Willow gaped at him, and he explained without prompting, "Once you learn martial arts, you can defend yourself even when I'm not around you. Why wouldn't I be happy about that?" Willow was so overwhelmed that she cupped his face and planted kisses all over it. "You're the best, Daddy!" "Now, here comes the problem," Zane said. "Do you want to hire an instructor for private lessons at home, or do you want to attend a public class?" Torn between the two options, Willow turned to look at me for help. I had to admit, it was a dilemma. "If you attend a public class, you might make new friends your age and fin