According to Helena, Bobby often took karate classes twice a week at Master Choi's Dojo, it wasn't unexpected for a ten year old to be interested in martial arts. I leaned by the wall of the building waiting for the class to be over at four p.m. I'd been waiting fifteen minutes, until the kids started to spill out of the building. Then I saw Bobby, he had dark hair and a striking resemblance to his Dad, Vic, walked out of the karate studio, wore a blue shirt, khaki shorts, and carrying a Captain America backpack.
As Bobby Harper stepped into the sidewalk, He noticed a woman standing outside the elementary school, looking at him with a mixture of sadness and longing.
