“Mornings!” She smiles. “You live farther from work than me! You’re amazing.”
I blush.
“Nah. I just like the peace of mind it gives me. And the strength isn’t bad either.”
Melanie flashes her eyes at me, inquisitively. I lie down on my back and bring my legs and hips up into a shoulder stand, my hands at my lower back to support.
“What, holy s**t!” Melanie laughs as I point and flex my toes, and bring my toes to touch the mat behind my head.
I giggle softly, the sound muffled by the weight of my body. I back out of the pose, and rock up into a seated position, folding my legs under me.
“Seriously,” she says. “You have to do derby. You have to. You’d be a freaking force of nature.”
I laugh.
“Thanks, but I haven’t been on skates since I was a kid.”
“We have a recreational league cla
