Chapter Four
It had been yet another soccer practice Amelia’d had to grind her way through on the strength of her willpower. Or maybe it was just plain stubbornness. She made a mental note to discuss this with her new therapist. She’d been making a lot of mental notes the past few days.
But if Amelia didn’t make it to practice, she might as well totally give up and accomplish nothing at all. Her days would be completely empty. She needed something to do, even if her body rebelled. Even if her muscles screamed out for rest.
As she brushed some dirt off her knees, she wondered if she should look into a gentler pastime—something like yoga, as Jill had suggested. Even though Amelia had reacted rather defensively when Jill had proposed it, she wasn’t above taking a medical professional’s adv
