Alexander's decision was made. Emily needed to learn self-defense, particularly firearms training.
"Emily, it's time you learned how to protect yourself," Alexander said, leading her to a secure shooting range.
Emily's eyes widened as she gazed at the array of firearms.
"Uncle Alexander, I've never held a gun before."
Alexander's expression turned serious.
"That changes now. You need to know how to defend yourself."
With precision and patience, Alexander taught Emily firearms safety, handling, and shooting techniques.
At first, Emily struggled to hold the gun steady, but Alexander's guidance helped her improve.
As the training progressed, Emily's confidence grew.
"I'm getting the hang of this," she said, a hint of pride in her voice.
Alexander smiled.
"You are. And it's essential you master this skill."
As Emily continued her training, Alexander realized she was more than just a niece.
She was a potential partner, a skilled operative in the making.
Amidst her intense training, Emily's academic performance flourished. She and Max studied together, fueling a friendly competition.
Result day
Emily's grades soared:
- Math: From C+ to B
- Science: A+
- English: A
- History: A+
Max beamed with pride.
"Emily, you're a genius!"
Emily blushed.
"Thanks, Max. You're not bad yourself."
Their study sessions became a staple, with Alexander occasionally joining.
"Uncle Alexander, I don't understand this math concept," Emily would say.
As the school year progressed, Emily's confidence grew.
"I can handle anything, Uncle Alexander," she said.
Alexander's heart swelled.
"That's the spirit, Emily. You're an exceptional young woman."
