You forgot my first lesson: don't hesitate.
You forgot another lesson: Never turn your back until you know your enemy is dead. Looks like we’ll have to go over the lesson again the next time I see you—which will be soon. Love, D.
I steeled myself for the next response. I knew it was going to be one of the Zen life lessons. [...] Instead he kissed me.
Roza." His voice had that same wonderful lowness, the same accent . . . it was all just colder. "You forgot my first lesson: Don’t hesitate.