“Uhhhhh." Without answering,I turned and hurried toward the back of the room, eaving around bodies on yoga mats in the center of the polished wood floor, thinking unkind thoughts about well-meaning old people who wanted to push me into being… — Jennifer Echols Copy Share Image
“But he was still holding tightly to her hand. His expression seemed sad. Finally, he let go. She turned and hurried out into the corridor. Her heart was thumping in a late reaction to wishing she could stand on her… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
