Henry
"One, two, three..." Zara calls from the front.
I put my hands on Grace"s waist and hoist her into the air, trying to ignore the distracting stone in my shoe. I don"t even know where it came from. I push past it and move through the motions of completing the move, setting Grace back down on the ground.
"Oof."
She turns around and raises an eyebrow. "Struggling to lift me?"
"Only cause you"re so heavy," I mutter.
She narrows her eyes at me, clearly not impressed by my retort. Which is fair, it was a bit of a low blow. I"m about to apologise when a mischievous look takes over her face.
"And rest!" Zara calls. "We"ll go again in two minutes."
Grace lets out a frustrated groan. "It"s just a lift, why is she so determined to make us practise it over and over?"
"I thought you were
