Lilly
Classes were finally over for the day, and the four of us were making our way toward the running path we had claimed as our own.
Ever since Lena had moved into the dorm, she’d been exercising like she was training for some kind of Olympic event.
A week earlier, she’d announced over breakfast that she was putting us on an exercise routine.
Apparently, we needed to improve our fitness.
Apparently, she had decided she was the person who was going to make that happen.
I’d initially thought she was insane.
Now?
I actually looked forward to our afternoon runs.
Lena pushed us hard, but never made us feel like we weren’t good enough. Whenever one of us struggled, she’d encourage us to keep going rather than making us feel bad about it.
And I’d discovered something I hadn’t expected
