"I specifically want to learn karate," Thelma insisted gently. "If it doesn't work out, I'll be the first to admit it."
Rick and Erica exchanged looks. Thelma couldn't help but notice the silent communication between them. Erica's slight nod. Rick's reluctant sigh.
"We could use the enrollment," Erica whispered just loud enough for Thelma to hear. "And it would look good for our community outreach."
Rick rubbed the back of his neck. "Fine. We can start you with a trial period. The beginner class meets Monday, Wednesday, and Friday at 4. Uniform rental is included in your first month."
"Thank you," Thelma said, her smile genuine. "I appreciate the opportunity."
"Amanda will get you set up with the paperwork," Erica said, already turning back toward her office. "Rick, we need to discuss the weekend tournament."
As Rick followed Erica, Thelma made her way back to the reception area. She could feel the stares of the lingering students, could hear their whispers. She kept her head high.
Twenty minutes later, with paperwork completed and payment processed, Amanda handed Thelma a folded white uniform. "This is the smallest adult gi we have," she said. "The locker room is through there if you want to try it on."
Thelma thanked her and made her way to the women's locker room. Inside, she found a young woman with dark hair pulled into a ponytail, changing out of her gi. The girl looked up, surprised to see Thelma.
"Hello," Thelma said warmly. "I'm new here."
"Oh, hi." The girl seemed unsure how to respond. "I'm Mia."
"Thelma Gardner. Pleased to meet you."
Mia nodded awkwardly and continued gathering her things. Thelma found a bench and carefully unfolded the white uniform. It was clearly several sizes too large, but it would have to do. She slipped it on over her clothes, struggling somewhat with the stiff fabric. The white belt proved particularly challenging as she tried to remember the proper way to tie it from watching the other students.
When she emerged from the locker room, several students from the previous class were still lingering. Tyler and his tall friend were among them, and they made no effort to hide their amusement at Thelma's appearance.
"Check it out, Josh," Tyler said loudly. "Grandma's ready for battle."
Josh, the taller boy, laughed. "The belt's not even right. It's upside down or something."
Thelma approached Rick, who was setting up for the next class. "Is this correct?" she asked, gesturing to her belt.
Rick glanced at her, then quickly adjusted the belt. "There you go. Let's have you join today's class since you're already here. Just follow along as best you can."