These last words were shouted. The kids went wild, laughing and jumping around the room. Jim took the steak from his face. "This really worked," he told his daughter."Let's eat!"
He crossed to the stove and started cooking the meat. Soon the sound and the delicious smell filled the apartment. "Jim," Mae whispered. "Is it really just one fight, or are they letting you back in?"
Jim kissed her head. "It was just the one fight." Relief swept through Mae. As she went to the stove to get the steak, she said silent thanks that her husband would never step inside the ring again.