Chapter Ninety Three
Marlene was so glad that she had chosen her running shoes for this walk that was only meant to be a casual little stroll, but now she was sprinting. She was running as fast as she could in the woods, even though it was really hard, given the harsh ground. “Don't make me chase you”.
Michael was straight behind her already. How on earth had he managed to do that so quickly? How on earth was he catching up with her so quickly? “You better listen to me”. He was yelling and Marlene was very serious about him not catching her, so she kept up her pace, even though it felt like she could not go fast anymore.
“Come on now, Marlene, stop running”, he said, and continued to run behind her. She'd not even managed to make it far until she tripped on a rock and fell on her knees
