Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Friday

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There was a sign sitting out in the window that read Help Wanted; Inquire Within, though Cable had other things on his mind than actively seeking employees at the moment. Jan was almost three and a half, now, and thanks to Wade, she was already becoming acquainted with the art of the toy gun.

Which meant that, in Nathan's opinion, it was about time to start researching air- and BB guns for training purposes. The sooner she learned to defend herself, the better. The swordplay, he'd leave to Wade.

So there he was, at the desk, leafing through magazines while Jan attempted to hold up Tether with her water gun.

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