JOSH
The next morning, Britney was right on time as I opened the door and greeted her. Dressed in leggings and a crop top with her hair up in a ponytail, she looked serious about learning Reiki. A flash of guilt rushed through me for giving her such a hard time the last few times I had seen her. Looking so eager to learn, she was genuinely just a sweet girl looking to help both of us from a traumatic event that we happened to endure.
She took the expression “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger” to a whole new level, and I found it both admirable and inspirational.
“Go make yourself comfortable,” I said, pointing at the meditation mats I laid out in the living room as I went into the kitchen to get us bottles of water. When I came back, she was frozen in place, staring at the firepl
