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A New Life

I crossed my arms behind my back, the weight of my torso now resting on the kitchen table.

“Legs wider” Steph said in a businesslike tone.

I obeyed, my heels clicking on the wood floor as I adjusted my weight.

I had worked so hard. But apparently not hard enough to avoid the pain…

pardon me, reblogging all four parts of this amazing I’ve been reading … just sitting here on my hitachi, grinding and frigging away … and reading