As they exited the building, Lori thanked Heather for their guided tour around the facility. “Do you still practice?”
Heather smiled at her friend’s question. Trust a former athlete to contemplate training beyond competition.
“I try to hit the court three times a week,” she offered, aware that Lori continued to swim as well. “It’s just a matter of working around my schedule and the men and women’s practice times.”
She felt her stomach rumble, protesting the lack of food. Heather often ignored her hunger pangs this time of day and settled for a late dinner. Tonight however, Lori and Sarah had driven to Clemson to take her out to dinner. She did not have to wait to feed the gnawing emptiness inside.
“Well, I don’t know about you two, but I am starving,” she declared, producing her car k
