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Martin Luther rode his horse down the worn German trail. It was time to return to the university. His back was to his birthplace, and he faced the direction of the la school he so loathed.

"Martin! Stop!" Luther reined in, and turned around. Coming up from behind was his slightly aging father, Hans Luther.

"Martin! I must speak to you!" Hans sidled up to Martin.

"What is it, Father? What have you come this way to say?" Martin irratibly asked.

"I just wanted to tell you how much it means for me that you're choosing to stay a lawyer, however much you loath it. I'm glad you've followed my wishes. Before you return to law school, I'd like to tell you how proud of you I am."

"Thank you, Father. This means a lot to me." Martin replied emotionally.

"I know what you said after that lightning strike, but I'd love for you to reconsider. I hope you stick with being a lawyer, not a monk."

"Yes, Father. I will become a lawyer."

"Not a Monk," they said in unison.
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