Nancy
“Feel like going to a club tonight?” My new friend, whom I’ve known for two weeks, asks. Shona is the sister of one of the warriors. Tyreese is a good guy, and his mate, Rachel, is lovely.
I’m a friendly person, but I’m beginning to struggle with how people avoid my sister. Frankie is everything to me, and yes, she’s pretty closed off with people. But if anyone ever tried to get to know her, they would find out how wonderful my sister can be. Instead, Frankie’s aura almost brings people to their knees, no matter who they are.
“Not my scene,” I tell Shona.
“Aww. Come on, Nancy. There’s more to life than training. You know?”
I chuckle while tying my hair in a ponytail. I have not long finished training for the day. I showered and pulled on jeans and a T-shirt, along with my flat
